Clementine - Marty Grosz

In a cavern in a canyon excavating for mine
Lived a miner forty niner and his daughter clementine
Oh my darling oh my darling
Oh my darling clementine
You were lost and gone forever dreadful sorry clementine
Light she was and like a feather and her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses sandals were for clementine
Oh my darling oh my darling
Oh my darling clementine
You were lost and gone forever dreadful sorry clementine
Drove she ducklings to the water every morning just at nine
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 dreadful sorry clementine
Ruby lips above the water blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas I was nommer so I lost my clementine
Oh my darling oh my darling
Oh my darling clementine
You were lost and gone forever dreadful sorry clementine