Clementine

In a canyon, in a cavern
Excavating for a mine
Wealth a miner forty-niner
And his daughter, Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Thou I've gone but not forgotten
Oh my darling, Clementine

She was light like a fairy
And her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses
Sandals were for Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Do you hear me, are you listening?
Make me know it, Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Do I sound like Gene Autry?
Could he through me, Clementine

Drove her ducklings to the water
Every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine

Oh that darling, thrilling darling
Oh that character, Clementine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Are you kidding, Clementine?

Ruby lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
But, alas, I was no swimmer
Puts that rope to Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Get your lipstick, be a hip chick
Let me know it, Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Plant you now, I'm gonna dig you later
Like a tater, Clementine



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, George Warwick
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