Almost heaven, West VirginiaBlue Ridge mountains, Shadanoah riverlife is old here, older than the treesyounger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze
Refr.: Country roads, take me home, to the place I belongWest Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads
All my memories gather ‘round herminers lady, stranger to blue waterdark and dusty, painted on the skymisty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye
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Brug: I hear the voice in the morning hour, she calls meradio reminds me of my home far awaydriving down the road I get the feelingthat I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
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