Country Roads - Live

So, uh, adding to our, our little band now, ladies and gentlemen
A legend among guitar players, Mr. James Burton

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze

Country roads, sing, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

All my memories, they gather 'round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eyes

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice in the mornin' hour, she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Drivin' down the road, I get a feelin'
That I should've been home yesterday, yesterday

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mama
Take me home, country roads
I wanna hear you now

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, West Virginia, mountain mama, oh mama
Take me home, country roads

Take me home down country roads
Take me home down country roads

Thank you