John Denver
A, B, Bb, Bm, C, D, Dbm, E, G, Gbm
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
Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country road.
All my memories gather 'round her.
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty, painted in the sky.
Misty taste of moonshine, a 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.
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And 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
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, down country roads