Gentle River

Gentle River
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Gentle river, gente river
Tell us whither do you glide
Through the green and sunny’ mendows
With your sweet and murinuring tiče

You for many miles must wander,
Many lovely prospects see
Gentle river, gentle river
Oh how happy you must be

Gentle river, gentle river
Do you hear a word we say?
I am sure you ought to love us,
For we come here every day

Gentle river, gentle river
Tho’ you stop not to reply
Yet you seem to smile upon us
As you quickly pass us by