Heading down south to the land of the pines.

I'm thumbing my way in the North Caroline.

Staring up the road pray to God I see headlights.

I made it down the coast in seventeen hours,

Picking me a bouquet of dogwood flowers.

And I'm a hopin' for Raleigh,

I can see my baby tonight.

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So rock me momma like a wagon wheel,

Rock me momma any way you feel.

Hey momma rock me.

Rock me momma like the wind and the rain,

Rock me momma like a south bound train.

Hey momma rock me

Running from the cold up in New England.

I was born to be a fiddler in an old time string band.

My baby plays a guitar I pick a banjo now,

Oh north country winters keep a getting me,

And I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave.

But I ain't turning back and living that old life no more.

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Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke,

I caught a trucker out of Philly had a nice long toke.

But he's a heading west to the Cumberland gap,

From Johnson City, Tennessee.

Now I gotta get a move on before the sun,

I hear my baby calling my name and I know that she's the only one.

And If I die in Raleigh at least I will die free.

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