In a cavern,
in a canyon
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty -niner
And his daughter Clementine
Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin',
oh, my darlin' Clementine
You were lost and gone forever,
dreadful sorry, Clementine
Like she was and like a fairy,
and her shoes were number nine
Her being boxes without boxes,
sandals were for Clementine
Oh, my darlin', oh, my darlin',
oh, my darlin', Clementine
You were lost and gone forever,
dreadful sorry,
Clementine
Trove she ducklings to the water
Every morning just at night
Hit her foot against a splinter,
fell into the foaming brine
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
oh my darling Clementine
You were lost and gone forever,
oh my darling Clementine
Blueberry lips above the water,
blowing bubbles soft and fine.
Alas for me, I was no swimmer,
so I lost my clementine.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Oh, my darling Clementine
Oh, my darling Clementine