Chords for 'Wagon Wheel Gone Trop Rock' by Don Middlebrook

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_ _ [F] Heading down south to [C] the land of the pines, I'm [Dm] coming my way into [Bb] North Carolina.
_ [F] Staring up the road, praying to God I see [Bb] headlights. _ _
_ _ _ _ [F] Made it down the coast in [C] 17 hours, [Dm] picking me a bouquet of [Bb] dogwood flowers.
I'm hoping for [C] rock, just to see [C] my baby [Bb] tonight.
_ _ _ _ _ _ Rock [F] me mama like a wagon wheel, [Dm] rock me mama any [Bb] way you can. _
[F] Hey, _ _ [C] _ _ _
[Bb] mama rock me. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] Rock me mama [C] like a wind and rain, [Dm] rock me mama like [Bb] a southbound train.
_ _ [F] _ Hey, [C] _ _
_ mama [Bb] rock me. _ _ _
_ _ _ [F] Running from the cold [C] up in New England, I [Dm] was born to be a fiddler in an [Bb] old time string band.
[F] Wait, _ [Fm] I'm not.
I don't [Bbm] like banjos, _ fiddles.
_ _ [F] _ I don't like this [Bm] cold.
17 hours [Gb] to get to Raleigh for God's sakes.
_ I think it's time we go a little south.
Let's go to Key West.
You come to [F] me and I rock [C] you.
How's that?
[Dm] We switch.
It's [Bb] my turn to rock. _
[F] _ _ _ _ [C] _ Come on, boys.
[Bb] _ _ Let's go south. _ _ _
[F] Till you're snowing [C] and your rain too sticky, [Dm] I found a new place [Bb] and I've done things to [F] it.
Hey, baby, [C] _ my turn [Bb] to rock you. _ _ _ _ _
[F] Rock me, baby, [C] like a slide guitar, _
[Dm] rock me, baby, [Bb] like a tiki bar. _
[F] _ _ Come [C] on down, girl.
[Bb] I'll rock you.
_ _ _ We [F] got a conga players [C] and fried _ alligators, [Dm] and Henley summers [Bb] and steel drums.
[F] Yeah, baby, this place, [C] _ this place will [Bb] rock you.
I swear this place will rock you. _ _
[F] Lots of sand for [C] your cute little toes.
[Dm] I'll even fly in [Bb] a case of strokes.
[F] Awesome.
Hey, _ _ [C] my turn [Bb] to rock you. _ _ _ _ _
[F] Rock me, mama, [C] like a big ass umbrella.
[Dm] You get a cabana boy and I'll [Bb] still be your main fellow.
Cool.
[F] Hey, my turn.
_ [C] _ _ Let me [Bb] rock you. _ _ _ _ _
[F] No frostbite, [C] colds, flus and chills.
We [Dm] got flip flops, hot nights [Bb] and shrimp on the grill. _
[F] Give it a try.
You [C] want some key lime pie?
[Bb] Sure. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Rock me, baby, [C] like a big margarita.
[Dm] Tell old man winter.
_ [Bb] See ya. _ _
[F] _ _ _ [C] Hey, my turn [Bb] to rock you. _ _ _ _ _
Got palm trees breezing [C] and the skin is dipping.
[D] I'll even truck in [Am] a case of that [Bb] old Pabst Blue Ribbon. _
[F] _ Hey, _ [C] _ let me [Bb] rock you. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Rock me, baby, like a [C] pedal steel.
This [D] is trot [Dm] rock.
We ain't [Bb] got no wagon wheels.
We [F] got bikes, mopeds and two [C] Hungarian guys on [Bb] pedicabs.
Want a ride?
Who are these guys?
[F] Sleep and blizzards.
[C] I've done had it.
[Dm] It's pina coladas and [Bb] mango salads.
Yeah, all [F] right.
Hey, hey, hey, [C] mom.
It's my turn [Bb] to rock you. _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] Need you, baby, right [C] next to my heart.
[Dm] I'll protect you from the gators [Bb] and save you from the sharks.
[F] Hey, baby, [C] please, _ let me [Bb] rock you. _ _ _ _
[F] Hey, look at the sky.
That's [C] my kind of blues.
[Dm] I don't need BB King.
[Bb] I just need you.
[F] Hey, _ _ [C] baby, let me [Bb] rock you.
That's right. _ _
[F] The sun's pretty hot, [C] but it's no Godzilla.
[Dm] Look, sweetheart, I [Bb] even fixed your filth. _
[F] Oh, yeah.
Hey, [C] _ _ I will [Bb] rock you. _ _ _ _
[F] So rock me, mama, [C] like a big pineapple.
We [Dm] got lots of bananas.
[Bb] You want a sample? _
[F] What's that noise?
[C] Hey, my turn [Bb] to rock you.
_ _ _ My turn [F] to rock you.
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[F] _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ [Bb] Hey, _ _ _
[F] _ my turn.
[C] Let me, let me [Bb] rock you.
Come on, mom.
Let [F] me rock you.
[C] Come on, mom.
Let [Dm] me rock you.
_ [Bb] Rock you, rock you.
Let [F] me rock you.
_ [C] _ _ Let me [Bb] rock you.
_ Come on now.
Let's have [F] some fun.
Bring your ass down south.
[C] Come on.
And I'll find [Dm] you a, I'll find you a, I'll find you a [Bb] farmer's market or something.
[F] It'll feel like you're home.
[C] Come on, mom.
Come [Bb] on, mom.
Hit it, steel drums.
Play it.
Play it [F] for the girl, guys.
Play it, [C] play it, play it. _
[Dm] _ I'm just glad you [Bb] don't call me mama anymore.
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