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• Artiste: Darius Rucker
• Titre: Wagon Wheel
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Heading down south to the land of the pines I'm thumbing my way into North Carolina Staring up the road and 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 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 southbound 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 down I lost my money playing poker so I had to up and leave town But I ain't turning back to living that old life no more 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 southbound train Hey momma rock me 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 from the Cumberland gap To Johnson City, Tennessee And 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 died in Raleigh at least I will die free 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 southbound train Hey momma rock me