Country Roads - John Denver

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

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

Dark and dusty, painted on the sky

Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye

I hear her voice, in the morning hours she calls me

The radio reminds me of my home far away

And driving down the road I get the feeling

That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Verse 1 & 2 Verse 3

G G Em Em Em D G G

D D C G C G D D

G G Em Em Em F C G

D D C G D D D D

Chorus

G G D D

Em EM C C

G G D D

C C G G

Prepared by Mike Martin