Clementine
In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty niner
And his daughter Clementine
Light she was and like a fairy
And her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes, without topses
Sandals were for Clementine
Clementine, Clementine
Oh my darling, Clementine
Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morn just at nine
Hit her foot 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
Clementine, Clementine
Oh my darling, Clementine
And the minor forty niner
Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughta join his daughter
Now he's left with Clementine
In my dreams she still upon me
Broken garments soaked in brine
Though in life I used to hug her
In death I draw the line
Clementine, Clementine
Oh my darling, Clementine
(Oh my darling, oh my darling)
How I missed her! How I missed her
How I missed my Clementine
So I kissed her little sister
And I forgot my Clementine
Clementine, Clementine
Oh my darling, Clementine
(Oh my darling, oh my darling)
Clementine, Clementine
You are lost and gone, Clementine
Clementine
Clementine, Clementine
Oh my darling, Clementine
(Oh my darling, oh my darling)
Clementine, Clementine
You are lost and gone, Clementine
Clementine
Writer/s: Jörgen Elofsson
