Capo: 2nd fret
[Verse1]
[G] Almost Heaven[Em]; West Virginia[D], Blue Ridge Mountains, Sh[C]enandoah R[G]iver.
[G] Life is old there, [Em]older than the trees, y[D]younger than the mountains,
Bl[C]Blowin like a br[G]breeze.
[Chorus]
Country R[G]oads, take me h[D]ome, to the p[Em]lace, I bel[C]ong,
West Virg[G]inia, mountain m[D]ama, take me h[C]ome, country r[G]oads.
[Verse2]
[G] All my memories[Em] gather round her,[D] miner's lady, str[C]anger to blue w[G]ater.
[G] Dark and dusty, p[Em]painted on the sky, m[D]misty taste of moonshine,
Te[C]Teardrop in my [G]eye.
[Chorus]
Country R[G]oads, take me h[D]ome, to the p[Em]lace, I bel[C]ong,
West Virg[G]inia, mountain m[D]ama, take me h[C]ome, country r[G]oads.
[Bridge]
[Em] I hear her v[D]voice in the m[G]morning hour she calls me,
The r[C]adio rem[G]inds me of my h[D]ome far away.
And d[Em]riving down the r[F]oad I get a f[C]eeling
That I sh[G]ould have been home yesterd[D]ay, yesterd[D7]ay.
[Chorus]
[N.C.]Country R[G]oads, take me h[D]ome, to the p[Em]lace, I bel[C]ong,
West Virg[G]inia, mountain m[D]ama, take me h[C]ome, country r[G]oads.
Country R[G]oads, take me h[D]ome, to the p[Em]lace, I bel[C]ong,
West Virg[G]inia, mountain m[D]ama, take me h[C]ome, country r[G]oads.
Take me h[D]ome, country r[G]oads; take me h[D]ome, down country r[G]oads
