Take Me Home, Country Roads

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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

Country Roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gathered round her
Miners lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine teardrops in my eye

Country Roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

I hear her voice, In the mornin hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
And drivin' down the road I get a feelin
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

Country Roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads

Country Roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain momma
Take me home, country roads
Take me home, now country roads
Take me home, now country roads

{Copyright 1971 - John Denver - from the album Poems, Prayers and Promises}

Safe journeys Fred, you left us all for too soon. Thank you for making me a part of your family. You were a wonderful man & will be missed dearly.

I will never be able to drink Wild Turkey without a smile coming to my face.

Fred Quattro
May 29, 1945 - April 23, 2012