AAlmost HeavenF#m; West VirginiaE, Blue Ridge Mountains, ShDenandoah RAiver.
ALife is old there, F#molder than the trees, yEounger than the mountains,
Country RAoads, take me hEome, to the pF#mlace, I belDong,
West VirgAinia, mountain mEama, take me hDome, country rAoads.
AAll my memories F#mgather round her, Eminer's lady, strDanger to blue wAater.
ADark and dusty, pF#mainted on the sky, mEisty taste of moonshine,
Country RAoads, take me hEome, to the pF#mlace, I belDong,
West VirgAinia, mountain mEama, take me hDome, country rAoads.
F#mI hear her vEoice in the mAorning hour she calls me,
The rDadio remAinds me of my hEome far away.
And dF#mriving down the rGoad I get a fDeeling
That I shAould have been home yesterdEay, yesterdE7ay.
Country RoAads, take me hoEme, to the plF#mace, I beloDng,
West VirgAinia, mountain mEama, take me hDome, country rAoads.
Country RAoads, take me hEome, to the pF#mlace, I belDong,
West VirgAinia, mountain mEama, take me hDome, country rAoads.
Take me hEome, country rAoads; take me hEome, down country rAoads