| Mary O'Connell - 2003 - 244 str.
...from the booth, threading our way through swarms of people. Calla slaps at my arm as I quietly sing "Country roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West Virginia." As soon as we turn the corner she screams, "Jackpot," and waves the red flyer over her head. "Calla,... | |
| 2005 - 200 str.
...stranger to blue water Dark and dusty, painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Teardrops in my eye Country roads, take me home To the place I belong...Virginia, Mountain Momma Take me home, country roads I hear her voice In the mornin' hour she calls me The radio reminds me of my home far away And drivin'... | |
| Ruben Bailey - 2007 - 254 str.
...is old there, older than the trees, Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breese. Country road, take me home To the place I belong, West Virginia, mountain momma, Take me home, country road.'" I am in complete and utter awe, or should I say utter aum, when I read my own dreams. Aum is... | |
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