Toots and the Maytals - Take me home country roads

^AAlmost heaven, ^F#mWest Jamaica ^ETrue Ridge Mountains, ^DShining down the ^ARiver ^AAll my friends there, ^F#mholding on those ridge ^EYounger than the mountain ^DBlowin' like a breeze

^ACountry roads take me ^Ehome To the pl^F#mace I bel^Dong West ^AJamaica, My ol' ^EMama ma ma Take me h^Dome country ^Aroads

^AI heard her voice In the ^F#mmornin' hour she calls me Said ^Eson you remind me of my ^Dhome far away d^Arivin' down the road I feel a ^F#msickness, I should have bin' home ^Eyesterday, yester^Dday

^AAll my memories all ^F#mgather 'round her ^EMy old Lady, ^Dstanger to the ^Awater ^ADark and dusky ^F#mpainted on the sky ^EMisty taste of moonshine ^DTears gone from my ^Aeye

^ACountry roads take me ^Ehome To the pl^F#mace I bel^Dong West ^AJamaica, My ol' ^EMama ma ma Won't you let me go ^Dhome country ^Aroads