Clementine

Clementine

In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner and his daughter, Clementine

Chorus:

Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling, Clementine
You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Clementine

Light she was and like a fairy, and her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses, sandals were for Clementine

Drove the ducklings to the water, every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the foaming brine

Ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine
Alas for me I was no swimmer, so I lost my Clementine

How I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine
So I kissed her little sister, and forgot my Clementine