Sweet Afton Chords by Nickel Creek

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_ _ _ _ Flow gently, [B] sweet _ Afton, among [E] my green _ _ branch.
_ [C#] Flow gently, [B] all [E] singing, a song in my _ _ _ _ mind.
My Mary is [B] asleep by thy murmuring stream. _ _ _
_ [C#m] Flow gently, _ [B] sweet Afton, [E] disturb not her dream. _ _
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_ _ _ _ Thou [B] start of whose echo, _ [A] resounds through [E] the glen.
_ _ _ Holy [C#m]
wild whistling [B] black birds, [A] in [E] yon thorny den. _ _ _ _
Thou green crest and [B] lamb wing light, [A] screaming [E] for _ bear. _
Oh, what [C#m] charge you [B] disturb now, with _ [E] slumbering fair.
_ _ Oh, how [C#m] lofty, [B] sweet Afton, [A] thy neighboring [B] _
hill.
_ _ _ Far [F#m] marked with the courses, of clear winding [B] will.
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Then daily [A] I wander, [G#]
as noon [C#] rises _ _ _ [F#] _
[B] high.
_ [F#] Oh, _ _ [E] _ _
[F#m] my flocks and my Marys, sweet God in [B] my _ _ _ eye.
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[C#m] _ _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ _
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_ How pleasant _ [B] thy banks and [A] green valleys [E] below. _ _
_ _ Where [C#m] a wild _ [B]
pinwood glens, [A] the _ [E] primrose's blow.
_ _ _ _ There of this [B] mild evening, _ sweeps over [E] the leaves.
_ _ _ [C#m] The sweet, sad [B] bird shades, [A] my [E] Mary in me.
_ Though _ thy [C#m] crest all stream, [B] _ Afton, [A] a lovely _ _ [E] glides. _ _
_ [F#m] And winds by the cot, where [A] my Mary [B] resides. _ _
_ _ [G#m] How wanton [A] thy waters, [G#] her snowy [C#m] valley.
_ [E] _ _ _ [F#m] As gathering sweet flowers, [A] she stems like [B] clear _ _ _ waves.
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So gently _ [B] sweet Afton, among [E] thy green braes. _
_ _ So gently sweet river, _ the theme of my lane. _
_ _ _ My _ [B] Mary's asleep, by thy _ murmuring [E] stream.
_ So [C#m] flow gently _ [B] sweet Afton, [A] disturb [B]
not her [E] dream. _ _ _
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