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E C#m B A E Almost Heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.

E C#m B A Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, growin'

Elike a breeze.

E B C#m ACountry Roads, take me home, to the place I belong

E B A EWest Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads.

E C#m B A E All my memories gather 'round her, miner's lady, stranger to blue water.

E C#m B A E Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.

E B C#m ACountry Roads, take me home, to the place I belong

E B A EWest Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads.

C#m B/D# E I hear her voice, in the mornin' hour she calls me.

A E BThe radio reminds me of my home far away.

C#m D A EAnd drivin' down the road I get a feelin' that I should have been home

B B7yesterday, yesterday.

E B C#m ACountry Roads, take me home, to the place I belong

E B A EWest Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads.

E B C#m ACountry Roads, take me home, to the place I belong

E B A EWest Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads.

B ETake me home, (down) country roads.

B ETake me home, (down) country roads.