Country roads
It’s always been a dream of mine
To walk down country roads with you
With sunshine on my shoulders
back home again to what I knew
I grew up in the mountains
The Rocky Mountains high
Where every day was diamond
Neath the wide Montana sky
We all would visit grandma
In a much loved old homestead
Where grandpa played his old guitar
To the kids in the feather bed
The wings that fly us home
Are the wings of love and joy
When memory comes a-calling
Thank God I’m a country boy
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