| B | Abm | | Almost heaven, | West Virginia, |
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| F# | E | B | | Blue Ridge Mountains, | Shenandoah | River, |
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| Abm | | Life is old there, | older than the trees, |
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| F# | E | B | | Younger than the mountains, | growing like a | breeze. |
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| | | B | F# | | | Country | roads, take me | home, |
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| | | Abm | E | | | To the | place I be | long, |
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| | | B | F# | | | West Vir | ginia, Mountain | Mama, |
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| | | E | B | | | Take me | home, country | roads. |
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| B | Abm | | All my memories, | gather 'round her, |
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| F# | E | B | | Miner's lady, | stranger to blue | water. |
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| Abm | | Dark and dusty, | painted on the sky, |
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| F# | E | B | | Misty taste of moonshine, | teardrop in my | eye. |
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| | | B | F# | | | Country | roads, take me | home, |
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| | | Abm | E | | | To the | place I be | long, |
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| | | B | F# | | | West Vir | ginia, Mountain | Mama, |
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| | | E | B | | | Take me | home, country | roads. |
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| | | Abm | F# | | | I | hear her voice, in the | morning hours she calls me, |
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| | | E | B | F# | | | | Radio re | minds me of my | home far away, |
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| | | Abm | A | E | | | | Drivin' down the road, | I get a | feeling |
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| | | B | F# | F#7 | | | That I | should have been home | yesterday, yester | day. |
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| | | B | F# | | | Country | roads, take me | home, |
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| | | Abm | E | | | To the | place I be | long, |
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| | | B | F# | | | West Vir | ginia, Mountain | Mama, |
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| | | E | B | | | Take me | home, country | roads. |
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