| 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 | |
| Chorus: | |
| Country roads, take me home | |
| To the place I belong | |
| West Virginia, Mountain Mama | |
| Take me home, country roads | |
| All my memories, gathered 'round her | |
| Miners' Lady, stranger to blue water | |
| Dark and dusty, painted on the sky | |
| Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye | |
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| Repeat Chorus | |
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| I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me | |
| The radio reminds me of my home far away | |
| And drivin' down the road I get the feeling | |
| That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday | |
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| Repeat Chorus | |