In a cavern, in a canyon
excavatin' for a mine
Dwelt a miner fortyniner
And his daughter Clementine.

Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling, Clementine
You are 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 are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry Clementine.
 [bad word] lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas I was no swimmer
So I lost my Clementine.

Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling, Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry Clementine..

In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine.
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's gone, I'll draw the line