Текст песни John Denver - Country Roads
John Denver - Country Roads слова песни
Almost heaven, west virginiaBlue ridge mountains, shenandoah riverLife is old there, older than the treesYounger than the mountains, blowing like a breezeCountry roads, take me homeTo the place, I be-longWest virginia, mountain mommaTake me home, country roadsAll my memries, gather round herMiners lady, stranger to blue waterDark and dusty, painted on the skyMisty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eyeCountry roads, take me homeTo the place, I be-longWest virginia, mountain mommaTake me home, country roadsI hear her voice, in the mornin hours she calls to meThe radio reminds me of my home far a-wayAnd drivin down the road I get a feelingThat I should have been home yesterday, yesterdayCountry roads, take me homeTo the place, I be-longWest virginia, mountain mommaTake me home, country roads