COUNTRY ROADS

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge mountains
Shenandoah river -
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Growin' like a breeze
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gathered 'round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Teardrops in my eye

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice
In the mornin' hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin' down the road I get a feelin'
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
Take me home, now country roads
Now country roads

Words and music by
Bill Danoff, Taffy Nivert and John Denver




This song brings back to me memorie of a national camp School in Ripley, WV. At the end of our sessions we all sat around the paino singing songs. The local Cub Scouters sang Country Roads while we folks from Illinois had to get by with Mrs O'Leary.


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