Sweet Afton Lyrics - Nickel Creek - Nickel Creek

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes 

Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise 

My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream 

Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream 

Thou stock dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen 

Ye wild whistly blackbirds in yon thorny den 

Thou green crested lapwing, thy screaming forbear 

I charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair 

Oh, how lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills 

Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills 

There daily I wander as noon rises high, oooh 

My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye 

How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below 

Where, wild in the woodlands, the primroses blow 

There oft, as mild evening sweeps over the lea 

The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me 

Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides 

And winds by the cot where my Mary resides 

How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave 

As, gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave 

Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes 

Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays 

My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream 

So flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dreams