almost heaven
West Virginia
almost heaven by RamoneMar November 7, 2018
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Almost Heaven...
When someone starts this song. it will create a temporary peace as everyone fighting and yelling sing along to this wonderfull song
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 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
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
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 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
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
*Physical Fight happening between a large group of Teens*
Bystander: Almost Heaven...
*All kids stop fighting and drop weapons, fists, and biting.*
Kid 1: West virginia
Kid 2: Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Kid 3: Life is old there, Older than the trees!
Kid 4: Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze
All kids sing together: Country Roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West virginia, mountain mama.
Bystander: Take me home...
All kids Together: Country roads
Bystander: Almost Heaven...
*All kids stop fighting and drop weapons, fists, and biting.*
Kid 1: West virginia
Kid 2: Blue Ridge Mountains, Shenandoah River.
Kid 3: Life is old there, Older than the trees!
Kid 4: Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze
All kids sing together: Country Roads, take me home, to the place I belong, West virginia, mountain mama.
Bystander: Take me home...
All kids Together: Country roads
Almost Heaven... by i am so epic 2007 February 26, 2019
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