Almost heaven, North Korea. Paektu mountain, Yalu river. Life is all there, older than the trees. Younger than the mountains, blowing like a breeze.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong. North Korea, mountain fatherland, country roads, take me home.
All my memories, gather around her. Miner's lady, stranger to blue water. Dark and dusty, painted on the sky. Misty taste of tangdonggang, teardrop in my eyes.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong. North Korea, mountain fatherland, country roads, take me home.
I hear her voice in the morning hour she calls me. The radio reminds me of my fatherland far away. And driving down the road I get the feeling that I should've liberated my fatherland yesterday, yesterday!
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong. North Korea, mountain fatherland, country roads, take me home.
Country roads, take me home to the place I belong. North Korea, mountain fatherland, country roads, take me home.
Take me home, down country roads. Take me home, down country roads.
