Awmost heaven, West Viwginia

Bwue Widge Mountains, Shenyandoah Wivew

Wife is owd thewe, owdew than the twees

Youngew than the mountains, bwowing wike a bweeze

Countwy woads, take me home

To the pwace I bewong

West Viwginia, mountwn mama

Take me home, countwy woads

Aww my memowies gathew wound hew

Minyew’s wady, stwangew to bwue watew

Dawk and dusty, painted on the sky

Misty taste of moonshinye, teawdwop in my eye

Countwy woads, take me home

To the pwace I bewong

West Viwginyia, mountain mama

Take me home, countwy woads

I heaw hew voice, in the mownying houw she cawws me

The wadio weminds me of my home faw away

And dwiving down the woad I get a feewing

That I shouwd have been home yestewday, yestewday

Countwy woads, take me home

To the pwace I bewong

West Viwginia, mountwn mama

Take me home, countwy woads

Countwy woads, take me home

To the pwace I bewong

West Viwginia, mountwn mama

Take me home, countwy woads

Take me home, down countwy woads

Take me home, down countwy woads