Sweet Afton Lyrics

Sweet Afton lyrics

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