Take Me Home, Country Roads - Toots & The Maytals

Almost heaven West Jamaica

True ridge mountains shining down the river

All my friends there older than those ridge

Younger than the mountains blowin' like a breeze

Country roads take me home

To the place I belong

West Jamaica my ol' momma

Take me home country roads

I heard her voice in the mornin' hour she calls me

Said "Son you remind me of my home far away"

And drivin' down the road I feel a sickness

I should have been home yesterday yesterday

All my memories all gathered 'round her

My my lady swingin' through the water water

Dark and dusty painted on the sky

Misty taste of moonshine tears gone from my eyes

Country roads take me home

To the place I belong

West Jamaica my ol' momma

Take me home country roads

Country roads take me home

To the place I belong

West Jamaica my ol' momma

Take me home country roads

Country roads take me home

To the place I belong

West Jamaica my ol' momma

Take me home country roads

Country roads take me home

To the place