Oh My Darling Clementine

In a cavern in a canyon Excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner, 49er And his daughter Clementine. Light she was and like a feather And her shoes were number 9 Herring boxes without topses Sandals were for Clementine. O my darling, o my darling O my darling Clementine Thou art lost and gone forever Dreadful sorry Clementine. Drove she ducklings to the water Every morning just at nine Hit her foot against a splinter Fell into the foaming bline Ruby lips above the water Blowing bubbles soft and fine But alas i was no swimmer So i lost my Clementine O my darlin, o my darlin Clementine Thou art lost and gone forever Dreadful sorry Clementine In a church yard Near the canyon Where the myrtle doth entwine There grow roses and the posies Therein lies my Clementine In my dreams they still follow me Roaming garments soaked in brine And she rises from the water And i kiss my Clementme. O my darlin, o my darlin O my darling Clementine Thou art lost and gone forever Dreadful sorry Clementine. O in life you were my darling Now you're gone dear Clementine.