Arbeitsblatt: Song: Country Roads

Country roads Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older than the trees, younger than the mountains, growin like breeze. Country Roads, take me home to the place belong West Virginia, mountain momma, Take me home, Country Roads. All my memries gather round her, miner lady, stranger to blue water. Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, misty taste of moonshibe, teardrops in my eyes. (Ref) Country Roads. hear her voice, in the mornin hour she calls me, the radio reminds me of my home far away, drivin down the road get feelin that should have been home yesterday, yesterday. (Ref) Country Roads.