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, growin' like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home, To the
place I belong. West Virginia,
mountain momma, Take me home, country
All my mem'ries gather 'round her,
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water. Dark
and dusty, painted on the sky, Misty taste of
moonshine, tear drop in my eye.
I hear her voice, in the mornin' hour she
calls me, The radio reminds me of my home far
away. And drivin' down the road I get the
feelin' that I should Have been home yesterday,