In a cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a mine Welt a miner, 49er, and his daughter Clementine Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine Like 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 are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine Rover ducklings to the water every morning just at nine Hit her foot against the splinter, fell into the foaming brine Oh my darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clementine You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine www.mooji.org