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 resound through the glen 
Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den 
Thou greencrested lapwing thy screaming forbear
I charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair 

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

How pleasant thy banks and sweet valleys below
Where wild are the woodlands, the primroses blow 
There oft, as mild evening weeps 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 the waters her snowy feet lave 
As gathering sweet flowers, 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 
Flow gently sweet Afton, disturb not her dream. 

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