Take Me Home, Country Roads

by Toots & the Maytals




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Almost heaven, West Jamaica
True ridge mountains
Shining down the river
All my friends there
Older than those ridge
Younger than the mountains
Blowin' like a breeze

Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my ol' mama
Take me home country roads

I heard her voice
In the mornin' hour she calls me
Said "Son you remind me of my home far away"
Drivin' down the road I feel a sickness, I sure did
Oh yesterday, yesterday

All my memories, all gathered 'round her
My my lady swingin' through the water (water)
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine
Tears fall out my eyes

Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my my my my my my mama
Won't you take me go home country roads
Oh I like that, me too

Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my my my my my my mama
Won't you take me go home country roads
Go, get ahead together 

Country roads take me home
To the place I belong
West Jamaica, my my my my my my mama
Won't you take me go home country roads

Written by: Bill Danoff, John Denver, Taffy Nivert Danoff

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