In a cavern, in a canyon excavating for a mine;
Dwelt a miner, forty-ni ner, and his daughter Clemen tine.
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Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone foreve r, dreadful sorry, Cleme ntine.
Light she was, and like a fairy, And her shoes were n umber nine
Herring boxes without to pses, Sandals w ere for Clement ine.
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Walking lightly as a fairy, Though her shoes were number nine,
Sometimes tripping, lightly sk ipping, Lovely girl, my Cle mentine
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Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry mo rning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter, Fell into the foaming b rine.
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Ruby lips above the water, Blowing bu bbles soft and fine,
But a las, I was no s wimmer, Neith er was my Clem entine.
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In a churchyard near the canyon, Where the m yrtle doth entwine,
There grow rosies and some posies, Fert ilized by Cleme ntine.
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Then, the miner, forty-niner, Soon beg an to fret and pine,
Thought he oughter join his da ughter, So he' s now with Clem entine.
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I'm so lonely, lost without her, Wish I'd had a fishing line,
Which I might have cast a bout her, Might have saved my C lementine.
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In my d reams she still doth haunt me, Robed in ga rments soaked with brine,
Then she rises from the w aters, And I kiss my Cle mentine.
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Listen fellers, heed the warning Of thi s tragic tale of mine,
Arti ficial respi ration Could hav e saved my Clem entine
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How I missed her, how I missed her, How I missed my Clementine,
Til I kissed her little sister, And f orgot my Clem entine.
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