Текст:
COUNTRY ROADS
Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze
cho: 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 & dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye
I hear her voice, in the morning hours she calls me
Radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin' that I should have
Been home yesterday, yesterday
@home @America
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Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze
cho: 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 & dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye
I hear her voice, in the morning hours she calls me
Radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin' that I should have
Been home yesterday, yesterday
@home @America
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SS
===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY
