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自己也走过了乡村路， 开过 那珊那道卧 山谷的天涯道路， 领略了西维基妮亚的风
情，而西部牛仔已成宝贵的记忆
老约翰。丹沃已不在， 而唱歌之人， 竟是你我中的一人， 幸乎， 梦乎？
by Shakesbeer
Take Me Home, Country Roads
Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees,
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home,
To the place where I belong,
West Virginia, mountain mama.
Take me home, country roads.
All my mem'ries gather 'round her,
Miner's lady, stranger to blue waters.
Dark and dusty painted on the sky,
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eye.
Country roads, take me home,
To the place where I belong,
West Virginia, mountain mama,
Take me home, country roads.
I hear her voice, in the mornin' hours she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away.
Driving down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday,
Yesterday.
Country roads, take me home,
To the place, I belong
West Virginia mountain mama,
Take me home, country roads
Country roads, take me home,
To the place I do belong
West Virginia, mountain mama,
Take me home, country roads
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