In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Lived a miner forty-niner
And his daughter, Clementine

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Oh, my darlin', oh my darlin'
Oh my darlin', Clementine!
You were lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine!

Light she was and like a fairy
And her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses
Sandals were for clementine

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Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morning, just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine

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Ruby lips above the water
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine
But alas, I was no swimmer
So I lost my Clementine

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When the miner, forty-niner
Soon began to peak and pine
Thought he oughta join his daughter
Now he's with his Clementine

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In the corner, of the churchyard
Where the myrtle bows and twines
Grow the roses in their poses
Fertilized by Clementine

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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

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How I miss her, how I miss her
How I miss my Clementine!
So I kiss her little sister...
And forgot my Clementine

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