Clementine

44.  Clementine

In a cavern in a canyon,

excavating for a mine

Live a miner, forty-niner

and his daughter, Clementine

Chorus:

Oh, my darling    (2x) 

Oh, my darling Clementine

You are lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry, Clementine

She was light and like a fairy

and her shoes were number 9

Herring boxes without topses

were sandals for Clementine.

She drove ducklings to the water

every morning just at nine

Stubbed her toe against a splinter

fell 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

Then the miner, forty-mine,

soon began to peak and pine

Thought he ought to join his daughter. 

Now he’s with his Clementine.

How I missed her, how I missed her,

how I missed my Clementine.

Until I kissed her baby sister

and forgot my Clementine.