| Almost heaven, West Virginia
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| Blue ridge mountain, Shenandoah river
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| Life is old there, older than the trees
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| Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze
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| Country roads, take me home
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| To the place where I belong
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| West Virginia
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| Mountain mamma, take me home
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| Country roads
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| All my memories, gather round her
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| Miner’s lady, stranger to blue water
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| Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
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| Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye
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| Country roads, take me home
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| To the place where I belong
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| West Virginia
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| Mountain mamma, take me home
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| To the country roads
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| I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
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| Radio reminds me of my home far away
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| Driving down the road I get a feeling
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| That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday
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| Country roads, take me home
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| To the place where I belong
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| West virginia
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| Mountain mamma, take me home
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| Country roads
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| Country roads, take me home
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| To the place whereI belong
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| West Virginia
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| Mountain mamma, take me home
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| To the country roads
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| Take me home, that country road
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| Take me home, that country road |