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 the breeze.
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads.
All my memories gather ’round her
Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusky, 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 mama
Take me home, country roads.
I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me
Radio reminds me of my home far away
Driving down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday (yesterday)
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads.