Chords for Glen Campbell - Live at the Dome (1990) - Mull Of Kintyre (Glen on Bagpipes)

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_ _ [G] Hey, thank _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gbm] _ _ _ [Abm] [E] you!
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[Dbm] Thank you!
Thank you!
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_ _ Y'all never let me jam with my pipes with you on that playoff song.
This is bagpipes. _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ _ If this is healthy, I'll live to be 124. _ _ _ _
_ _ Oh.
_ _ I think the Irish gave the pipes to the Scots as a joke,
and we ain't caught on yet. _ _
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_ [G] _ _ _ Hey, little [C] dickens.
They ain't improved on these friends in 1,400 years
that I know of.
Like an oboe reed.
You can call turkeys on this. _ _
_ Hear, turkey?
Hear, turkey? _ _ _
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I did that the other night,
and my reed fell in the water. _ _ _
_ Everybody has favorite writers,
and of course my very favorite writer is Jimmy Webb,
naturally.
But there's a guy that's, if I had to pick a_
Actually, he's right up there with Jimmy.
He's written some fabulous songs.
Everybody has a favorite song, but favorite writers.
For some reason, this song just got to Glen Campbell.
And if you know it, go ahead and sing along on the course.
We'll take pictures of you singing, okay?
Paul McCartney, Port of Talbot.
_ _ Far I have traveled,
and much I have seen,
[Eb] the darkest of mountains,
[Bb] with valleys of green,
_ and vast pain it presents, _
with sunsets on fire,
as [Eb] they carry me home
to [F] the Mull of _ [Bb] _ Kintyre. _ _ _
Mull of Kintyre,
Mull of Kintyre,
[Eb] Oh, mist rolling in from [Bb] the sea,
my desire [Eb] is always to be here,
[Bb] Mull of _ _ Kintyre. _
_ Yeah. _ _ _ _
Sweep through the heavens,
like deer in the glen,
_ [Eb] it carries me back to
[Bb] the days I knew then,
_ the nights when we sang,
like the heavenly [Eb] choir
of the _ life and the times of
[F] the Mull of [Bb] _ _ Kintyre. _ _ _
Mull of _ Kintyre,
[Eb] Oh, mist rolling in from the [Bb] sea,
my [Cm] desire [Bb] [Eb] is always to be here,
[Bb] Oh, Mull of _ Kintyre. _
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_ [Bb] Smiles in the sunshine,
and tears in the rain,
_ [Eb] they carry me back where
[Bb] my memories remain,
_ the flickering embers
grow higher as _ [Eb] they _ carry me
home to [F] the Mull of [Bb] _ _ Kintyre. _ _ _
Mull of Kintyre.
[Eb] Oh, mist rolling in from [Bb] the sea, _ _ _
_ my desire [Eb] is always to be here,
[Bb] Oh, Mull of _ Kintyre.
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_ _ [N] _ _ _ _ Thank _ _ _ _ you! _ _
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