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A Almost heaven, West Vir- F#m ginia, Blue Ridge E Mountains, D Shenandoah A River.
Life is old there, F#m older than the trees E Younger than the mountains, D growin' like a A breeze.

A Country roads, take me E home, to the F#m place I be- D long:
A West Virginia, mountain E momma, take me D home, country A roads.

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All my mem'ries, 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.

A _____ E _____F#m _____ D
Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong:
A _______ E_______ D _______ A
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads.

F#m ___ E ____ A ______D ______ A _____ E
I hear her voice, in the mornin' hours she calls me, The radio reminds me of my home far away.
F#m _______ G______D ______ A ____ E
And drivin' down the road,I get a feelin' that I should have been home yesterday,
E7 yesterday.

Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads.
Country roads, take me home, To the place I belong:
West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads.
Take me home, country roads. Take me home, down country roads.

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