Flow gently sweet afton : to barbara mcpherson      Flow gently sweet afton among the green braes   Flow gently I'll sing thee a song of thy praise   My marys' asleep by the murmuring stream   Flow gently sweet afton disturb not her dream   Thou stock dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen   Ye wild whistling blackbirds in yon thorny den   Thou greencrested lapwing thy screaming forbear   I charge you disturb not my slumbering fair   Thy crystal stream aftom 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 the murmuring stream   Flow gently sweet afton disturb not her dream