(Bob Dylan and Ketch Secor), Darius Rucker
A, D, E, Gbm
I headed down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbing my way to North Carolina
Starting off the road, I'm praying God I see the headlights
I made it down the coast in 17 hours I picked me a bucket of dark wood flowers
I'm hoping for the relic, I can see my baby tonight
So rock me, mama, like a wagon wheel Rock me, mama, any way you feel
Hey, mama, rock me Rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain
Rock me, mama, like the sound 'bout the train Hey, mama, rock me
Runnin' from the cold up in New England I was born to be a feather in an old time
I'm a string band, my baby plays the guitar, I pick a banjo now
Oh, North Countryway just keep on getting me down
Lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town
But I ain't turning back to live that old life no more
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama any way you feel
Hey
I gotta get a move on before the sun I hear my baby callin' money
Man, I know that she's the only one that I've ever done
And right, like, at least I will die free
So rock me, mama, like the back of a wheel Rock me, mama, any way you feel
Hey, mama, rock me
Oh, rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain Rock me, mama, like the sound of a train
Hey, mama, rock me
Oh, so rock me, mama, like the back of a wheel Rock me, mama, any way you feel
Hey, mama, rock me
So rock me, mama, like the wind and the rain Rock me, mama, like a soundbound train
Hey, mama, rock me, mama, rock me away