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 sunset"s on fire As they carry me home to the Mull of 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 Mull of Kintyre Oh, mist rolling in from the sea My desire is always to be there Oh, Mull of Kintyre Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain Still take me back where my memories remain Flickering embers grow higher and higher As they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre