In a
cavern,
in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner, forty -niner,
And his daughter,
Clementine.
Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin',
oh, my darlin'
Clementine
You were lost and gone forever,
dreadful sorry,
Clementine
Like she was and like a fairy
And her shoes were number nine
Herbing boxes without boxes
Sandals were for
Clementine
Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin',
oh, my darlin',
Clementine
You were 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 brine
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
oh my darling
Clementine
You were lost and gone forever,
oh my darling
Clementine
Blueberry lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
Alas for me I was no swimmer
So I lost my clementine
Oh my darlin', oh my darlin',
oh my darlin'
Clementine
You are lost and gone forever,
oh my darlin'
Clementine
Oh, my darling
Clementine