In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner; 49-er
and his daughter Clementine
Oh my darling
OH MY DARLING
Oh my darling clemintine
thou art lost and gone forever
dreadful sorry Clementine
light she was a like a fairy
and her shoes were number 9
herring boxes without topses
sandals were for Clementine
oh my darling oh my darling
oh my darling Clementine
drove she ducklings to the water
every morning just at 9
hit her foot against a splinter
fel into the foaming brine
ruby lips above the water
blowing bubbles soft and fine
but alas I was no swimmer
so I lost my Clementine
Thou art lost and gone forever
how I missed her how I missed her
but I kissed her little sister
I forgot my Clementine
dreadful sorry clementine
