歌 :
Q;indivi
Almost heaven, West Virginia,
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Life is old there, older than the trees,
younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home
to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain momma, t
ake me home, country 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, teardrop in my eye.
Country roads, take me home
to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain momma,
take me home, country roads.
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me,
the radio reminds me of my home far away.
And 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 momma,
take me home, country roads.
Country roads, take me home
to the place I belong.
West Virginia, mountain momma,
take me home, country roads
教科書でやった、音楽の時間の曲。懐かしい。