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.
Ref.) Take me home, country roads to the place I belong.
West Virginia, Mountain momma, take me home Country roads
All my mem'ries, gather round her,
miner's lady, stranger to blue water.
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,
misty taste of moonshine
teardrop in my eye.
Rit: Take me home, country...
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me,
the radio reminds me of my home far away
and driving down the road I get a feeling
that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.
Ref.) Country roads........

这是一首john denver的经典乡间民谣。每次听到他 的这首歌,总有一种回家的感觉,仿佛又走在乡间的大道上,聆听大自然的天籁之音,那种感觉是那么熟悉,那么亲切,勾起了我对故乡的回忆……