Mull Of Kintyre taby ukulele według Paul Mccartney (Chwyty barytonu)

Refrain:

 A                  D                        A
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
             D                       A         
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.


Chorus 1:

 A                                    
Far have I travelled and much have I seen
  D                      A
dark distant mountains with valleys of green.
                                      
Past painted deserts the sun sets on fire
       D                      A         
as he carries me home to the Mull of Kintyre.


Refrain:

 A                  D                        A
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
             D                       A         
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.

Chorus 2:

 D                                          D7
Sweep trought the heather like deer in the glen
 G                     D
carry me back to the days I knew then.
                                   Break
Nights when we sang like a heavenly choir
        G                         A7         D
of the life and the times of the Mull of Kintyre.


Refrain:

 D                  G                        D
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
             G                       A7         D
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.


Chorus 3:
  A                                        
Smiles in the sunshine and tears in the rain
  D                            A               
still takes me back where my  mem'ries remain.
                                
Figurind amber grow higher then high
         D                    E         A
as they carry me back to the Mull of Kintyre.


Refrain:

 A                  D                        A
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
             D                       A         
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.

Refrain:

 D                  G                        D
Mull of Kintyre,oh mist rolling in from the sea
             G                       A7         D
my desire is always to be here , oh Mull of Kintyre.