Clementine

Clementine - Mr Pickwick

In a cavern by 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

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

Thou art lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry Clementine

Drove she ducklings to the water

Every morning just at nine

Strike her foot against a splinter

Fell into the foaming brine

Oh my darling oh my darling

Oh my darling Clementine

Thou art lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry Clementine

Ruby lips above the water

Blowing bubbles soft and fine

But alas I was no swimmer

So I lost my Clementine

Oh my darling oh my darling

Oh my darling Clementine

Thou art lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry Clementine

How I miss her

How I miss her

How I miss my Clementine

But I kiss her little sister

And forgot my Clementine

Oh my darling oh my darling

Oh my darling Clementine

Thou art lost and gone forever

Dreadful sorry Clementine