Wagon Wheel - Old Crow Medicine Show(capo 2)

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Heading down south to the land of the pines

I'm thumbing my way into North Caroline

Staring up the road and praying 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

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, DI pick a banjo now

Oh, north country winters keep a-getting me down

I lost my money playing poker so I had to leave town

But I ain't turning back to living that old life

no more

Walkin' to the south out of Roanoke

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

But he's 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 die in Raleigh, at least I will die free