Capo 2
| Almost heaven, West Virginia |
| Blue ridge mountains, Shenandoah river |
| Life is old there, older than the trees |
| Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze |
Chorus
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| All my memories, 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 |
| Country roads, take me home |
| To the place I belong |
| West Virginia |
| Mountain mamma, take me home |
| Country roads |
| I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls 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 |
| Country roads, take me home |
| To the place I belong |
| West Virginia |
| Mountain mamma, take me home |
| Country roads |
| Country roads, take me home |
| To the place I belong |
| West Virginia |
| Mountain mamma, take me home |
| Country roads |
| Take me home, down country roads |
| Take me home, down country roads |