v * Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea
My desire is always to be here Oh Mull of Kintyre
Far have I traveled and much have I seen Dark distant mountains with valleys of green
Past painted deserts the sun sets on fire As he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre
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Sweep through the heather like deer in the glen Carry me back to the days I knew then
Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir Of the life and the times of the Mull of Kintyre
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Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain Still take me back where my memories remain
Flickering embers go higher and higher As they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre
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La, la, la, la Mull of Kintyre
La, la, la, la Mull of Kintyre