John Denver

Almost ^G heaven, ^Emi West Virginia,
^D Blue Ridge Mountains, ^C Shenandoah ^G River.
Life is old there, ^Emi older than the trees,
^D younger than the mountains
^C growin’ like a ^G breeze.

Ref.) Take me ^G home, country ^D roads to the ^Emi place I bel ^C ong.
West Vir ^G ginia, Mountain ^D momma, take me ^C home Country ^G roads

All my ^G mem’ries, ^Emi gather round her,
^D miner’s lady, ^C stranger to blue ^G water.
Dark and dusty, ^Emi painted on the sky,
^D misty taste of moonshine
^C teardrop in my ^G eye.

Rit: Take me ^G home, country...

Bridge)
I ^Emi hear her ^D voice in the ^G morning hour she calls me,
The ^C radio remi ^G nds me of my ^D home far away
And ^Emi driving down the ^F road I get a ^C feeling
that I ^G should have been home ^D yesterday, yester ^D7 day.


Ref.) Country ^G roads........