A música indicada de hoje é Wagon Wheel, música inicialmente escrita por Bob Dylan e completada, posteriormente, por Ketch Secor da banda Old Crow Medicine Show. Ela foi composta em duas etapas (refrão posteriormente) e já foi gravada pelo artista de blues Matt Andersen em 2005, Against Me! e Jeremy McComb em 2007, por Nathan Carter in 2012, e Darius Rucker in 2013.
O ritmo é um gostoso bluegrass e nos leva a imaginar aquela típica paisagem country americana. Acho que já deu pra imaginar aquele feno rolando na estrada e a turma do bang bang chegando no saloon com suas roupas empoeiradas e semblante mal-humorado. E aí, já tinham ouvido falar na banda?
Wagon Wheel
Headed down south to the land of the pines
I’m thumbin’ my way into North Caroline
Starin’ up the road
And pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Pickin’ me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I’m a hopin’ for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight
I’m thumbin’ my way into North Caroline
Starin’ up the road
And pray to God I see headlights
I made it down the coast in seventeen hours
Pickin’ me a bouquet of dogwood flowers
And I’m a hopin’ for Raleigh
I can see my baby tonight
Chorus:
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
So rock me mama like a wagon wheel
Rock me mama anyway you feel
Hey mama rock me
Rock me mama like the wind and the rain
Rock me mama like a south-bound train
Hey mama rock me
Runnin’ from the cold up in New England
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band
My baby plays the guitar
I pick a banjo now
Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin’ me now
Lost my money playin’ poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain’t a turnin’ back
To livin’ that old life no more
I was born to be a fiddler in an old-time string band
My baby plays the guitar
I pick a banjo now
Oh, the North country winters keep a gettin’ me now
Lost my money playin’ poker so I had to up and leave
But I ain’t a turnin’ back
To livin’ that old life no more
(Chorus)
Walkin’ to the south out of Roanoke
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke
But he’s a headed west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun
I hear my baby callin’ my name
And I know that she’s the only one
And if I die in Raleigh
At least I will die free
I caught a trucker out of Philly
Had a nice long toke
But he’s a headed west from the Cumberland Gap
To Johnson City, Tennessee
And I gotta get a move on fit for the sun
I hear my baby callin’ my name
And I know that she’s the only one
And if I die in Raleigh
At least I will die free
(Chorus)
