Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.
Far have I travelled 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.
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.
Sweep trought 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.
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.
Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain
still takes me back where my mem´ries remain.
Flickering embers go higher and higher
as they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre.
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.