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Erin:Country roads, take me home, to the place...[Dwight is strumming the tune on his guitar] Sorry. I like that song. You're good!
Dwight:You're good.
Erin:Thank you.
Andy:That was great, but it's just sort of, it's still a little choppy like. But don't worry, it's hard, it took me a while too. It's like [Andy plays Country Roads on his banjo.]
Erin:Wow!
Andy:What? Oh my God you heard that I'm so embarrassed. I'm like so rusty.
Dwight:Oh it's good, you're coming along. It's really technically proficient but really there's no heart or soul in it.
Andy:Really?
Dwight:Hey you want to sing with me? Almost heaven...
Dwight and Erin:West Virginia, Blue Ridge mountain, Shenandoah River [Andy vocalizes]
Dwight:In German! Leben ist dort alt, alter als die Baume, Junger als die Berge, wie eine Brise blasend
Dwight and Andy:Take me home, country roads, to the place, I belong. West Virginia, mountain momma, take me home, country roads. [Erin leaves]
Dwight:Take it Andy! Take me home, to the place I belong, Ba bah dah duh
Toby:You have to stop. [bangs on glass window]