Take Me Home, Country Roads

John Denver

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, blowing 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 eyes

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   I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
   The radio reminds me of my home far away
   And driving down the road
   I get a feeling that I should have been home yesterday

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Take me home, that country roads
Take me home, that country roads