About the song
“Mull of Kintyre” by Wings is a poignant folk ballad that captures the beauty and spirit of the Scottish countryside. Released in 1977 as a single and later included in the album “Wings Greatest,” this iconic song holds a special place in the hearts of many.
Written by Paul McCartney and his bandmate Denny Laine, “Mull of Kintyre” is a heartfelt tribute to the picturesque landscape of the Mull of Kintyre peninsula in Scotland, where McCartney owned a farm. Its stirring melody, accompanied by bagpipes and acoustic guitars, evokes a sense of nostalgia and longing for the serene beauty of the Scottish Highlands.
Upon its release, “Mull of Kintyre” quickly became a sensation, topping the charts in the UK and becoming one of the best-selling singles of all time in the UK. Its success solidified McCartney’s status as a solo artist following his tenure with The Beatles, and it remains one of his most beloved compositions to this day.
Beyond its commercial success, “Mull of Kintyre” has become an anthem for Scotland, beloved by fans around the world for its stirring melody and evocative lyrics. Its enduring popularity continues to resonate with audiences of all ages, reaffirming its status as a timeless classic in McCartney’s extensive repertoire.
As you listen to “Mull of Kintyre,” you’ll be transported to the rugged beauty of the Scottish countryside, swept away by McCartney’s heartfelt vocals and the haunting sounds of the bagpipes. Whether you have a connection to Scotland or simply appreciate beautiful music, “Mull of Kintyre” is sure to leave a lasting impression on your heart and soul.
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Lyrics
We’re so sorry, uncle Albert
We’re so sorry if we caused you any pain
We’re so sorry, uncle Albert
But there’s no one left at home
And I believe I’m gonna rain
We’re so sorry, but we haven’t heard a thing all day
We’re so sorry, uncle Albert
But if anything should happen
We’ll be sure to give a ring
We’re so sorry, uncle Albert
But we haven’t done a bloody thing all day
We’re so sorry, uncle Albert
But the kettle’s on the boil
And we’re so easily called away
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
Admiral Halsey notified me
He had to have a berth or he couldn’t get to sea
I had another look and I had a cup of tea and butter pie
Butter pie?
The butter wouldn’t melt so I put it in the pie
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
Live a little, be a gypsy, get around
(Get around)
Get your feet up off the ground, live a little, get around
Live a little, be a gypsy, get around
(Get around)
Get your feet up off the ground, live a little, get around
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky
Hands across the water, water
Heads across the sky