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Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea, my desire is always to
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Be here, oh Mull of Kintyre
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Far have I travelled and much have I seen, dark distant mountains with
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Valley’s of green. Past painted deserts the sunset’s on fire as he carried
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Me home to the Mull of Kintyre.
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Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea, my desire is always to
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Be here, oh Mull of Kintyre
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Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain, still take me back where my
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Mem’ries remain. Flickering embers grow higher and higher, as they carry me
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Back to the Mull of Kintyre.
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Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea, my desire is always to
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Be here, oh Mull of Kintyre
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Sweep through the heater like deer in the glen, oh, carry me back to the
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day’s I knew then. Nights when I sang like a heavenly choir of the life and
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the times of the Mull of Kintyre.
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Mull of Kintyre, oh mist rolling in from the sea, my desire is always to
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Be here, oh Mull of Kintyre
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