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Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older than the trees, Younger than the mountains Growing like a breeze. Chorus: Country roads, take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain mamma, 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, Teardrops in my eyes. Chorus: Country roads, take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain mamma, Take me home, country roads. Bridge: I hear her voice In the morning hour she calls me. The radio reminds me of my home far away, Driving down the road I get a feeling That I should have been home yesterday, Yesterday. Chorus: Country roads, take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain mamma, Take me home, country roads. Country roads, take me home To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain mamma, Take me home, country roads. Take me home, down country roads. Take me home, down country roads.