{title: Country roads}
{artist: John Denver}
{time: 4/4}
{tempo: 82}
{key: A}
{meta: author Frans-Willem Post, 2026-05-06}
{start_of_part: Intro}
[A]
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{start_of_verse: Verse 1}
[A] Almost heaven, [F#m] West Virginia,
[E] Blue Ridge Mountains, [D]Shenandoah [A]River.
[A] Life is old there, [F#m]older than the trees,
[E]Younger than the mountains, [D]growin' like a [A]breeze.
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{start_of_chorus: Chorus 1}
Country [A]roads, take me [E7]home to the [F#m]place I be[D]long:
West Vir[A]ginia, mountain [E]momma, take me [D]home, country [A]roads.
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{start_of_verse: Verse 2}
[A] All my mem'ries, [F#m] gather 'round her,
[E] miner's lady, [D]stranger to blue [A]water.
[A] Dark and dusty, [F#m]painted on the sky,
[E] misty taste of moonshine, [D]teardrop in my [A]eye.
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{chorus: Chorus 2}
{start_of_part: Bridge}
[F#m] I hear her [E]voice, in the [A]mornin' hour, she calls me,
the [D]radio re[A]minds me of my [E]home far away.
And [F#m]drivin' down the [G]road
I get a [D]feelin' that I [A]should have been home [E]yesterday, yester[E7]day.
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{chorus: Chorus 3}
{chorus: Chorus 4}
{start_of_part: Outtro}
Take me [E]home, (down) country [A]roads.
Take me [E]home, (down) country [A]roads.
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