Nickel Creek ? Sweet Afton

E1 - 0-7-9-9-0-0

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Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
  
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Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;
   
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My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
  
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Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.


 
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Thou stock-dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen,
     
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oh Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den,
      
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Thou green-crested lapwing, thy screaming forebear,
     
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oh I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair.


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oh How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills,
    
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Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills,
     
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There daily I wander as noon rises high, oooh,
   
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My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.
 

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How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below,
      
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Where wild in the woodlands the primroses blow;
      
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There oft as mild Ev'ning sweeps over the lea
    
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The sweet scented birk shades my Mary and me.


        

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oh Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,
     
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And winds by the cot where my Mary resides,
     
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How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
   
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As gathering sweet flow'rets she stems thy clear wave.

    

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Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
  
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Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;
   
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My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
  
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Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.



Outro
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