Текст песни Celtic Folk - Country Roads
Celtic Folk - Country Roads слова песни
Country RoadsG EmAlmost heaven, West VirginiaD C GBlue Ridge Mountains,Shanandoah RiverG EmLife is old there older than the trees,D C GYounger than the mountains, blowing like the breeze.Chorus:G D Em CCountry roads, take me home to the place I belong G D C GWest Virginia. Mountain mama, take me home,country roads.G EmAll my memories gather round her,D C GMiner`s lady a stranger to blue water.G EmDark and dusty are painted on the skyD C DMisty taste of moonshine brings tear drops to my eyes.cho.Em D GI hear her voice in the morning how she calls me,C G DRadio reminds me of my home far away.Em F CDrivin` down the road I get the feeling G D D7That I should`ve been home yesterday,yesterday.cho.