Country Road - Country Instrumental Collection

Can't find a place, which feels like home Can't find a room, where I'm all alone Can't find the words to write about Can't find a place, where I won't be found. I'm longing for the road I'm longing for a road sweet road I'm longing for a road My road sweet road. Can't find a sign, which warns me on time Can't find a stop, that will push the rewind Can't find the lights, that will keep me slow Can't find any help, while my engine is running low. I'm longing for the road I'm longing for a road sweet road I'm longing for a road My road sweet road.

Mhm-mm, mhm-mm God of Zion Mhm-mm-mhmm-oh-oh, yeah Listen Almost heaven, West Jamaica Through ridge mountains Shining down the river All my friends there holding on those ridge Younger than the mountains Blowin' like a breeze Country road take me home To the place I belong West Jamaica, my ol' momma Take me home, country road Yo wait a minute I heard her voice In the mornin' as she calls me She said, "Son you remind me of my home far away And drivin' down the road I feel a sickness, I sure did" Oh yesterday, yesterday All my memories, all gathered 'round her Mama let in a stranger through the water Dark and dusty painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Tears gone from my eyes Country road take me home To the place I belong West Jamaica, my-my momma Won't you take me go home, country road? Oh, I like that me too Hey man, can I get somebody sing? Country road take me home To the place, I belong West Jamaica, my-my momma Won't you take me go home, country road? Yo get the kids together Country road take me home To the place, I belong West Jamaica, my-my momma Won't you take me go home, country road? Now sing it all Country road take me home To the place...

My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Lord take me home I say bye to my folks as I pack my clothes Mama dont cry I was born to go You gonna see my name in the big city lights And daddy you know your boy will be alright I thought the big city life was the place for me But things aint always what they cracked up to be Fell flat on my back such a fool of my soul Now Im headed back down my country road My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Lord take me home Get on down the road now I got a sack and a Uhaul Im gonna make it back to Georgia before the dew fall A 6 pack and a half a pack of Pall Malls Red wine, the kind that give ya lock jaw Old tires aint seen dirt roads in a while But the grass getting green so I know Im in the south Old back wood feen and there aint no doubt I was born in the south Go on take to the house My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Thank God I was born in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Lord take me home Thank God I was raised in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Back roads cruising on a 2 path lane Stopping by the field checkin out the sugar cane Rollin down by the creek, switch it off and just listen My roads aint found on that navigation system Stoppin lookin at deer tracks Grabbin me a beer from the back 30.06 by my side, can you feel that A right at the chicken pen A left at the back lodge We made it to the river and we never touch a black top My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Back to the place where I come from My country road take me home Take me to the place where I was born My country road take me home Just how long have I been gone Lord take me home Thank God I was born in the south Country folk gonna ride on out Lord take me home Thank God I was raised in the south Country folk gonna ride on out, on out

Ignore the hole I've dug again It's only for the evening I never wanted you to see that much Of the bodies down there beneath me You are the only one I've known Who broke the world so quietly And turned your perfect hands to me And you ruptured every bone We formed a ring around your home To stop your body leaving But you burned the final question then And you rose out through the ceiling I turn my face and hide in shame You take my tired body in And you wrap it up in your undershirt And you pray for the pain to leave him