PLAYPLAYG Em D C G verse 1: Almost Heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River. G Em D C Life is old here, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, blowin G like a breeze. G D Em C Country Roads, take me home, to a place, where I belong, West G D C G Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads. G Em D C All my memories gather round her, miner's lady, stranger to blue G water. G Em D C Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my G eye. G D Em C Country Roads, take me home, to a place, where I belong, West G D C G Virginia, mountain mama, take me home, country roads. Em D G C I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me, the radio reminds D me of my home far away. Em D C And driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home D D7 yesterday, yesterday. G D Em C Country Roads, take me home, to a place, where I belong, West
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