Oh My Darling, Clementine
In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty-niner
And his daughter, Clementine
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Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling Clementine
Thou art 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
Chorus
Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine
Chorus
Ruby lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas I was not a swimmer
So I lost my Clementine
Chorus
How I miss her, how I miss her
How I miss my Clementine
But I kissed her little sister
I forgot my Clementine
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Then the miner, forty-niner
Soon began his own decline
Thought he oughta join his daughter
Now he's with his Clementine
Chorus
There's a churchyard on the hillside
Where the flowers grow and vine
There grow roses, and the posies
Fertilized by Clementine
Chorus
Now you children, learn the moral
Of this little tale of mine
CPR, performed in time
Would have saved my Clementine
Chorus ]
Oh My Darling, Clementine
In a cavern, in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty-niner
And his daughter, Clementine
Chorus:
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling Clementine
Thou art 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
Chorus
Drove she ducklings to the water
Every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine
Chorus
Ruby lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas I was not a swimmer
So I lost my Clementine
Chorus
How I miss her, how I miss her
How I miss my Clementine
But I kissed her little sister
I forgot my Clementine
[ *** a videóban nem éneklik ***
Then the miner, forty-niner
Soon began his own decline
Thought he oughta join his daughter
Now he's with his Clementine
Chorus
There's a churchyard on the hillside
Where the flowers grow and vine
There grow roses, and the posies
Fertilized by Clementine
Chorus
Now you children, learn the moral
Of this little tale of mine
CPR, performed in time
Would have saved my Clementine
Chorus ]