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16 | Oh My Darling Clementine | |
Words and Music by Percy Montrose |
1 In a cavern, in a canon,
Excavating for a mine.
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner,
And his daughter, Clementine.
Excavating for a mine.
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner,
And his daughter, Clementine.
2 Light she was, and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.
3 Drove she ducklings to the water,
Ev’ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine.
Ev’ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine.
4 Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
Alas, for me! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
Alas, for me! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
5 In a churchyard, near the canon,
Where the myrtle boughs entwine,
There grow roses, and other posies,
Fertilized by Clementine.
Where the myrtle boughs entwine,
There grow roses, and other posies,
Fertilized by Clementine.
6 Then the miner, forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he “oughter jine” his daughter,
Now he’s with his Clementine.
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he “oughter jine” his daughter,
Now he’s with his Clementine.
7 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.
Robed in garments soaked in brine;
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she’s dead, I’ll draw the line.
Chorus.
Oh my darling, (Oh Clementine,) Oh my darling, (Oh Clementine,)
Oh my darling Clementine, (Clem-Clementine,)
You are
Oh my darling, (Oh Clementine,) Oh my darling, (Oh Clementine,)
Oh my darling Clementine, (Clem-Clementine,)
You are