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Date: 8/8/01; 10:58:23 AM
 From: "Bo Frazer" 
 Subject: Nickel Creek "Sweet Afton"
 SWEET AFTON
 by Nickel Creek
 words by Robert Burns, music by Chris Thile
 charted by Bo Frazer 
 Notes: All lines have 5 sets of 3/4 beats,
 except chorus line 3 which has 7 such sets.
 
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 Intro, between verses chords = half of verse
 
 Verse 1:
      E             B       A              E     E
 Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
      C#m           B          A           E     E
 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.
 
 Verse 2:
 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.
 
 Chorus:
     C#m          B          A           E    E
 How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills,
     F#m             F#m        A             B    B
 Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills;
       G#m     A         G#         C#m  B  A  E
 There daily I wander as noon rises high, oooh,
     F#m          F#m          A         B     B
 My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.
 
 Verse 3:
 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.
 
 Chorus:
 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.
 
 Verse 4:
 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 dreams.