Almost heaven West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountain Shenandoah River
Life is old there older than the trees
Younger than the mountains growing like a breeze
All my memories gather round her miner s lady stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine tear drop in my eye
Country roads take me home to the place I belong
I hear her voice in the morning hours 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