Take Me Home, Country Road - Recorded at Spotify Studios NYC

They say I'm looking much younger than the mountain, younger!
 I'm the mountain, and I'm the blow
 I'm just blowing, I'm just blowing
 And I'm just grooving, grooving, grooving oh
 Now listen, put your hands together for my band
 I'm just grooving like a breeze, oh breeze
 Sing it with me
 Country road, take me home to that place I belong
 West Jamaica, oh my, oh my, my
 Won't you to take me home country road?
 I hear a voice, in the morning as she calls me
 Said, "Son you remind me of my home far away"
 I'm driving down the road, feel a sickness
 I should have been home yesterday, yesterday, yesterday
 All my memories, gathered round I
 Mama letting the strangest through the water
 And dark and dusty painted on the sky
 Misty taste of moonshine, tears drop from my eyes
 Country road, take me home, take me to that place I belong
 The west Jamaica, oh my oh, my oh, my oh my
 (Take me) take me home country road
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 Country road, take me home to that place I belong
 West Jamaica, my, oh, my
 Take me home, country road
 Country road, take me home to that place I belong
 West Jamaica, my oh, my
 Take me home, country road
 One more time
 Country road, take me home to that place I belong
 West Jamaica, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my (oh my, oh my)
 What a typical home, country road (take me home, country road)