In our last lesson, we talked about metaphor in the song "Take Me Home, Country Roads." Dr. Jill, did you notice any other writing techniques while listening to the song during your long drive to West Virginia with Ana Mateo? I sure did.

Take me home tonight, I don't wanna let you go till you see the light.

Now, now, now, someone's gonna take me home.

They ran out of lemonade So I shot that vodka straight Anyway She came in Missing bottle off the shelf I can't drink this by myself Sit with me baby Then I started laughing Like it was funny Thank you But it really ain't funny Take me home Don't shut me out It's easier to leave it down here on the ground Take me home Baby I'm fucked up now I know it's easier to leave it down here on the ground Cause enough is enough I can't stand up Can't stand, can't stand Cause enough is enough Long nights in the city of sin They said I had big fights Said I won't ever win I got a bad bitch That'll bring on friends But when I'm with you It's like I'm living again And baby I'm shit fake Sitting on the shower Ain't nobody listening When I talk I fall down and laugh But it really ain't funny Take me home Don't shut me out It's easier to leave it down here on the ground Take me home Baby I'm fucked up now I know it's easier to leave it down here on the ground Cause enough is enough I can't stand up Can't stand, can't stand Take me home Don't shut me out It's easier to leave it down here on the ground Take me home Baby I'm fucked up now I know it's easier to leave it down here on the ground Cause enough is enough I can't stand up I can't stand up Cause enough is enough I'm fucked up now I can't stand up I'm fucked up 2 a.m.

I got a reason that you're who should take me home tonight

And I hope, I hope that someone come and take me home.

I see no need to take me home,

Country road, take me home to the place I belong.

Almost heaven West Virginia Blue Ridge Mountains Shenandoah River Life is old there Older than the trees Younger than the mountains Growing like a breeze country road Take me home to the place I belong West Virginia Mountain Mama Take me home country road all my memories gather round her Miners Lady Strange you to blue water dark and dusty Painted on the sky Misty taste of moonshine Teardrop in my high country road Take me home to the place I belong West Virginia Mountain Mama Take me home country road I hear her voice in the morning hours she calls me the radio reminds me of my home far away Driving down the road I get a feeling that I should have been home yesterday Yesterday country road Take me home to the place I belong West Virginia Mountain Mama Take me home country road country road Take me home to the place I belong West Virginia Grand Mama take me home country road Take me home country road Take me home country road Sam.

Reggie, take me home!