Wagon Wheel
Bob Dylan, Ketcham Secor / Old Crow Medicine Show: Old Crow Medicine Show (2004)
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|  | Headed down south to the | land of the pines, And I'm | thumbin' my way into | North Caroline. | 
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|  | Starin' up the road - And pray to | God I see | headlights. | 
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| I | made it down the coast in | seventeen hours, | Pickin' me a bouquet of | dogwood flowers, | 
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| And I'm a | hopin' for Raleigh - I can | see my baby to | night. | 
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| So | rock me mama like a | wagon wheel; | Rock me mama any | way you feel - | Hey, | mama | rock me! | 
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|  | Rock me mama like the | wind and the rain; | Rock me mama like a | south-bound train - | 
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|  | Hey, | mama | rock me! |  |  |  |  |  |  |  | 
  
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|  | Runnin' from the cold | up in New England I was | born to be a fiddler in an | old-time stringband. | 
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| My | baby plays the guitar - | I pick a banjo | now. | 
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| Oh, the | North country winters keep a | gettin' me now, Lost my | money playin' poker so I | had to up and leave. | 
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| But I | ain't a turnin' back - To | livin' that old life | no more! | 
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| So | rock me mama like a | wagon wheel; | Rock me mama any | way you feel - | Hey, | mama | rock me! | 
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|  | Rock me mama like the | wind and the rain; | Rock me mama like a | south-bound train - | 
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|  | Hey, | mama | rock me! |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  |  | 
  
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|  | Walkin' to the south | out of Roanoke - I caught a | trucker out of Philly. Had a | nice long talk. | 
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| But | he's a headed west from the | Cumberland Gap - To | Johnson City, Tennessee | 
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| And I | gotta get a move on | before the sun, I hear my | baby callin' my name and I | know that she's the only one. | 
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| And | if I die in Raleigh - At | least I will die | free! | 
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| So | rock me mama like a | wagon wheel; | Rock me mama any | way you feel - | Hey, | mama | rock me! | 
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|  | Rock me mama like the | wind and the rain; | Rock me mama like a | south-bound train - | Hey, | mama | rock me! |  | 
  
 
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