| G | D | |
| I'm | headed down South to the land of | the pines |
| Em | C | |
| I'm | thumbing my way to | North Caroline |
| G | D | C | C | |
| Sta | ring at the road and | pray to God I see h | eadlights |
| G | D | |
| I m | ade it down the coast in seventeen hours |
| Em | C | |
| Picking me a bouquet of | dogwood flowers |
| G | D | C | C | |
| And I'm | hoping for Raleigh; | I can see my baby | tonight |
| (Chorus) |
| G | D | |
| So, | Rock me mama like a wago | n wheel |
| Em | C | |
| Rock me mama any | way you feel |
| G | D | C | C | |
| Heyeeeeeeeee | eeeee mama | Rock me |
| G | D | |
| Rock me mama like the wind and | the rain |
| Em | C | |
| Rock me mama like a | south bound train |
| G | D | C | C | |
| Heyeeeeeeeee | eeeee mama | Rock me |
| A, E, F#m, D |
| A, E, D |
| Running from the cold, up in New England |
| I was born to be a fiddler in an old town string band |
| My baby plays the guitar; I pick a banjo now |
| Ahh, the North Country winters keep a getting down |
| Lost my money playing poker so I had up and leave |
| But I ain't a turning back, living that old life no more |
| (Chorus) |
| A, E, F#m, D |
| A, E, D (2x) |
| Walking to the South out of Roanoke |
| I caught a trucker out of Phillie; had a nice long toke |
| But he's a headed west from the Cumberland Gap |
| Johnson City, Tennessee |
| Now I gotta get a move on, Pay for the sun |
| I hear my baby calling money and I know that she�s the only one |
| And if I die in Raleigh, least I will die free |
| (Chorus) |
Interesting punctuation marks, what's that all about?