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My bags are packed and I'm ready to go |
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I'm standing here outside your door |
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I hate to wake you up to say goodbye |
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'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane |
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Don't know when I'll be back again |
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Almost heaven, West Virginia |
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Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenendoah River |
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Life is old there, older than the trees |
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Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze |
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Country roads, take me home to the place I belong |
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West Virginia, Mountain Mama |
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Take me home, country roads |
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All my memories gather 'round her |
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Miner's lady, a stranger to blue water |
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Dark and dusty, painted on the sky |
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Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye |
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Country roads, take me home to the place I belong |
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West Virginia, Mountain Mama |
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Take me home, country roads |
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I hear her voice, in the morning hour she calls me |
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The radio reminds me of my home far away |
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And drivin' down the road, I get the feelin' |
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That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday |
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So kiss me and smile for me |
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Tell me that you'll wait for me |
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Hold me like you'll never let me go |
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'Cause I'm leaving on a jet plane |
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Don't know when I'll be back again |
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Oh babe, I hate to go |
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Country roads, take me home to the place I belong |
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West Virginia, Mountain Mama |
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Take me home, country roads |
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Country roads, take me home to the place I belong |
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West Virginia, Mountain Mama |
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Take me home, country roads |
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Country roads |
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Country roads |
