Back on track. I'm going to sing a song that I wrote in my spare time. It's a song that I wrote when I was young. I wrote it when I was young. It's a song that I wrote when I was young. I wrote it when I was young. The old butterfly left alone Where did it go forever? On a dry day with no wind Looking for my father I went out to the seaside Even if the sun dies, it won't come My love, my love My love, Clementine The old butterfly left alone Where did it go forever? Mom, I gave birth to you Don't ask the front mountain Don't ask the back mountain Bury it on the west side Cover it when it rains Fall down when it snows Even if my friend comes Mom, don't cry My love, my love My love, Clementine The old butterfly left alone Where did it go forever?