Hello, this is Melissa and Andrea. Coming to you from Victoria BC in our humble home. And this song is dedicated to my dad for his 61st birthday. Bill Walsh. Love you, Daddy. Happy birthday. Happy birthday, Dad. Where can we go? Hitting down south to the land of the pond. Thumb my mouth, way into North Carolina. Staring up the road and pray to God I'll see headlights. I made it down the coast in 17 hours. They give me a bouquet of dogwood flowers. And I'm hoping for a rally. I can see my baby tonight. So rock me mama like a wagon wheel. Rock me mama anyway you feel pain. Mama rock me. So rock me mama like a wind and a rain. Rock me mama like a southbound train. Hey mama rock me. Running from the cold up in New England. I was gonna be a filler and all the time. String band my baby plays a guitar. I'll pick a band you'll now. Oh, in North Country when I keep on getting me down. Lots of money playing poker. And so I had you up to me but I ain't. I turned it back. Living that old life no more. I got a bit of a break. So rock me mama like a wagon wheel. Rock me mama anyway you feel pain. Mama rock me. So rock me mama like a wind and a rain. Rock me mama like a southbound train. Hey mama rock me. Walkin' to South, out of row. We know I got a trucker out of Philly had a nice long tow. But he's ahead and west from the Cumberland. Yeah, the Johnson City. When I see that I gotta get a move on. Play for the sun. Hear my baby call in my name and I know that she's the only one. If I die, you're all in the South, we'll die free. So rock me mama like a wagon wheel. Rock me mama anyway you feel pain. Mama rock me. So rock me mama like a wind and a rain. Rock me mama like a southbound train. Hey mama rock me. Wow.