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GAlmost heaven, EmWest Virginia,
D Blue Ridge Mountains, CShenandoah GRiver.
Life is old there, Emolder than the trees,
DYounger than the mountains, Cgrowin' like a Gbreeze.
GCountry roads, take me Dhome,
To the Emplace I beClong:
West GVirginia, mountain Dmomma,
Take me Chome, country Groads.
GAll my mem'ries, Emgather 'round her,
DMiner's lady, Cstranger to blue Gwater.
Dark and dusty, Empainted on the sky,
DMisty taste of moonshine, Cteardrop in my Geye.
GCountry roads, take me Dhome,
To the Emplace I beClong:
West GVirginia, mountain Dmomma,
Take me Chome, country Groads.
EmI hear her Dvoice, in the Gmornin' hours she calls me,
The Cradio Greminds me of my Dhome far away.
And Emdrivin' down the Froad,
I get a Cfeelin' that I Gshould have been home Dyesterday, D7yesterday.
Country Groads, take me Dhome,
To the Emplace I beClong:
West GVirginia, mountain Dmomma,
take me Chome, country Groads.
Country Groads, take me Dhome,
To the Emplace I beClong:
West GVirginia, mountain Dmomma,
take me Chome, country Groads.
Take me Dhome, country Groads.
Take me Dhome, down country Groads.
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