This series will include as many of my all-time
favorite (ATF) tunes as I can get my grubby little hands on (so to speak). Now, each one included in each edition will
have some connection with the other—albeit only as a figment of my imagination,
but they will not be numbered. For I
just cannot bring myself to rate some higher than others. So, this will not be a countdown, but if you
are enjoying them as much as I do, it won’t matter. Besides, with no countdown, this could go on
forever and ever! Oh, and despite the
fact that there is absolutely no way your musical tastes could be as exquisite
as mine, I welcome any suggestions you might dare to make. For I am, after all, quite magnanimous by
nature.
Link: [John Denver]
Country Roads
John Denver
Almost heaven
West Virginia
Blue Ridge Mountains
Shenandoah River
Life is old there
Older than the trees
Younger than the mountains
Blowing like a breeze
Country roads
Take me home
To the place
I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mama
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
Teardrop in my eye
Country roads
Take me home
To the place
I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mama
Take me home
Country roads
I hear her voice in the morning hour as 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
Country roads
Take me home
To the place
I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mama
Take me home
Country roads
Country roads
Take me home
To the place
I belong
West Virginia
Mountain mama
Take me home
Country roads
Take me home
Down country roads
Take me home
Down country roads
Link: [James Taylor]
Country Road
James Taylor
Take to the highway won't you lend me your name
Your way and my way seem to be one and the same
Mama don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way again
But you know I could feel it
On a country road
Sail on home to Jesus won't you good girls and boys
I'm all in pieces you can have your own choice
But I can hear a heavenly band full of angels
And they're coming to set me free
I don't know nothing 'bout the why or when
But I can tell that it's bound to be
Because I could feel it child
Yeah
On a country road
I guess my feet know where they want me to go
Walking on a country road
Yeah
Take to the highway won't you lend me your name
Your way and my way seem to be one and the same child
Mama don't understand it
She wants to know where I've been
I'd have to be some kind of natural born fool
To want to pass that way again
But I could feel it Lord
On a country road
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down
Walk on down a country road
Country road
Whoa
Yeah
Walking on a country road
Country road
Country road
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