1. 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!
You are lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
2. Light she was and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine
3. Drove she ducklings to the river,
Every 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,
But, alas, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
5. How I missed her, how I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine,
'Till I kissed her little sister,
And forgot my Clementine.