Clementine

In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty niner,
And his daughter Clementine
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Clementine!
Thou art lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine
Drove she ducklings to the water
Ev’ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter
She fell into the foaming brine.
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
I couldn’t save that Clementine.
How I missed her! How I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
But I kissed her little sister,
Forgot my Clementine.