The Mist Covered Mountains - Mark Knopfler

Oh ro soon shall I see them;

Oh he ro see them oh see them.

Oh ro soon shall I see them the mist covered mountains of home.

There shall I visit the place of my birth

And they’ll give me a wlcome the warmest on earth

All so loving and kind full of music and mirth,

In the sweet sounding language of home.

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There shall I gaze on the mountains again,

On the fields and the woods and the burns and the glens,

Away 'mong the corries beyond human ken

In the haunts of the deer I will roam

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Hail to the mountains with summits of blue,

To the glens with their meadows of sunshine and dew.

To the women and men ever constant and true,

Ever ready to welcome one home.