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.
(Chorus) 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
Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.
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)