In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine, dwelt a miner, 49er, and his daughter, Clementine.
Chorus- Oh my darling, Oh my darling, oh my darling clementine! Thou art lost and gone forever, dreadful story clementine.
Light she was, and likea fairy, and her shoes were number 9. Herring boxes without topses, sandals were for clementine.
Drove she duckling to the water, every morning just at nine, hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the foaming brine.
Saw her lips above the water, blowing bubbles mighty fine. But alas! I was no swimmer, So I lost my clementine.
Now you scouts hear the moral, from this little tale of mine. Artificial respiration could have saved poor clementine.
CommentTune: Oh my Darling
Song Contributor Joshua Mack
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