Умеют же американцы делать качественно и с душой.
Текст:
Almost heaven, West Virginia,
Blue ridge mountain, 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 I belong,
West Virginia, Mountain mamma,
Take me home, сountry roads
All my memories, gather round her
Miner's 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 mamma,
Take me home, сountry roads
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
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 mamma,
Take me home, сountry roads
Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong,
West Virginia, Mountain mamma,
Take me home, сountry roads
Take me home, that country road
Take me home, that country road