Neil Cicierega

"Lean On The Country"

Almost heaven, West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River
Life is old there, older than the trees
Younger than the mountains, growing like a breeze

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong
West Virginia, mountain mamma
Take me home, country roads

All my memories gather 'round her
Miner's lady, stranger to blue water
Dark and dusty, painted on the sky
Misty taste of moonshine, teardrops in my eyes

Country roads, take me home
To the place I belong (We all need somebody to lean on.)
West Virginia, mountain mamma
Take me home, country roads (We all need somebody to lean on.)
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me
The radio reminds me of my home far away
Driving down the road I get a feeling
That I should have been home yesterday, yesterday

I Would Be The Poor Girl For Money That Her Is.
[Bite,Splat,Lick,Burp.]
I Must Rather Stick Things In My Mind. (We all need somebody to lean on.)
[Ah,Wah,Doh,Grrrrrrrrrrr!]
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