In a cavern, In a canyon,
Excavating for a mine,
Lived a miner forty-niner,
And his daughter Clementine.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
Hiw are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
And light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine;
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
Hiw are 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,
Hiw are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
Saw her lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, my define,
But Alas! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
Hiw are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
When the miner forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughter "jine" his daughter,
Now he's with his clementine.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
How are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead, I'll draw the line.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
Hiw are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
Oh how I missed her, how I missed her
How I missed my Clementine.
But I kissed her little sister,
And forgot my Clementine.
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
Hiw are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry Clementine.