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Nickel Creek – Sweet Afton
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Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,

̷C#m2;Flow gently, IB'll sing thee aA song in thy praEise;

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My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,

̷C#m2;Flow gently, sweeBt Afton, dAisturb not her dream.&Eamp;#8232;

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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,

Thou greE1en-crested lapwing, Bthy screaming forebeaAr,
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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,

&#F#m8232;My flocksF#m and my Mary's sweet coAt in my eye.&aBmp;#8232;
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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,

RG#m32;How wanton thAy waters her snoG#mwy feetC#m lave,&Bamp;#8232;
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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,

̷C#m2;Flow gently, IB'll sing thee aA song in thy praEise;

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My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,

̷C#m2;Flow gently, sweeBt Afton, dAisturb not her dream.&Eamp;#8232;

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