Almost heaven, West Virginia,
Blue Ridge Mountains
Shenandoah River.
Life is old there,
Older than the trees,
Younger than the mountains
browin’ like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain momma,
Take me home, country roads.
All my memories gather round her,
Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,
Misty taste of moonshine,
Teardrop in my eye.
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma,
Take me home, country roads.
I hear her voice, in the morning how she calls me,
Radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin’down the road I get a feelin’
I should been home yesterday, yesterday
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma,
Take me home, country roads.
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma,
Take me home, country roads.
Take me home, country roads.
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Take Me Home Country Roads
Lisa Ono
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