Mesut Seyhanlı                        John Denver
mesuts@sim.net.tr

           	COUNTRY ROADS

         A    A    A    A

         A       F#m
  Almost heaven, West Virginia,
E                       D          A
  Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
A                    F#m
  Life is old there, older than the trees,
  E                          D                A
  Younger than the mountains growin' like a breeze

        A              E
Country Roads, take me home
       F#m       D
To the place I belong:
        A               E
West Virginia, mountain momma,
        D             A
Take me home, Country Roads.

         A        F#m
  All my mem'ries gather 'round her,
E               D                A
  Miner's lady, stranger to blue water.
A                 F#m
  Dark and dusty, painted on the sky,
  E                         D              A
  Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye.

        A              E
Country Roads, take me home
       F#m       D
To the place I belong:
        A               E
West Virginia, mountain momma,
        D             A
Take me home, Country Roads.

F#m          E             A
  I hear her voice, in the mornin' hours she calls me,
D             A              E
  The radio reminds me of my home far away,
      F#m              G
  And drivin' down the road
          D              A                     E                E7
  I get a feelin' that I should have been home yesterday, yesterday.

        A              E
Country Roads, take me home
       F#m       D
To the place I belong:
        A               E
West Virginia, mountain momma,
        D             A
Take me home, Country Roads.

        E             A
Take me home, Country Roads,
        E             A
Take me home, Country Roads.

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