MULL OF KINTYRE 3/4 (Celtic Thunder)
(G)Mull of kintyre,
Oh (C)mist rolling (Am)in from the (G)sea,
My desire is (C)always to (Am)be here
(G)Oh mull of kintyre
(G)Far have I traveled and much have I seen
(C)Dark distant (Am)mountains with (G)valleys of green.
Past painted deserts the sunsets on fire
(C)As she carries me (G)home to the (D)mull of (G)kintyre.
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.