Tipo de gaita: Diatônica
Tom: A

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Mull of Kin-tyre, Oh mist rol-ling in from the sea
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My de-sire is al-ways to be here
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Oh Mull of Kin-tyre
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Far have I trav-elled and much have I seen
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Dark-est of moun-tains with val-leys of green
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Past pain-ted des-erts the sun sets on fire
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As they car-ry me home to the Mull of Kin-tyre

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Sweep through the heather like deer in the green
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 takes 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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