Almost heaven, West Virgina
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, flowing like the breeze.
REFRÃO
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
Miners lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusky, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye.
REFRÃO
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 to 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.
REFRÃO
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads.
Take me home, country roads.
Take me home, country roads.