In a Ccavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a G7mine,
Lived a miner, forty-Cniner
And his G7daughter ClemenCtine
Oh my CDarling, Oh my Darling,
Oh my Darling ClemenG7tine.
You are lost and gone forCever,
Dreadful G7sorry, ClemenCtine.
Light she Cwas and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number G7nine
Herring boxes without Ctopses
Sandals G7were for ClemenCtine.
Drove she Cducklings to the water
Every morning just at G7nine,
Hit her foot against a spClinter
Fell inG7to the foaming Cbrine.
Ruby Clips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and G7fine,
But alas, I was no Cswimmer,
So I G7lost my ClemenCtine.
How I Cmissed her! How I missed her!
How I missed my ClemenG7tine,
Till I kissed her little Csister,
And forG7got my ClemenCtine.
Then the Cminer, forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and G7pine,
Thought he oughter join his Cdaughter,
Now he's G7with his ClemenCtine.
In the Cchurch yard in the canyon
Where the myrtle doth enG7twine
There grows roses and other Cposies
FertiG7lized by ClemenCtine