Country Roads

Intro:

 

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.

 

To the place I belong:

West Virginia, mountain momma,

 

All my mem'ries, gather 'round her,

Miner's lady, stranger to blue water.

Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,

Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.

 

To the place I belong:

West Virginia, mountain momma,

 

I hear her voice, in the mornin' hours she calls me,

And drivin' down the road,

yesterday.

 

To the place I belong:

West Virginia, mountain momma,

 

To the place I belong:

West Virginia, mountain momma,