Oh My Darling Clementine Misc. Traditional
In a [C]cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a [G7]mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-[C]niner, and his [G7]daughter Clemen[C]tine.
Oh my [C]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[G7]tine
You are lost and gone for[C]ever, dreadful [G7]sorry, Clemen[C]tine.
[C]Light she was and like a fairy and her shoes were number [G7]nine.
Herring boxes without [C]topses, sandals [G7]were for Clemen[C]tine.
[C]Drove she ducklings to the water every morning just at [G7]nine
Hit her foot against a [C]splinter, fell in[G7]to the foaming [C]brine.
Ruby [C]lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and [G7]fine,
As for me, I was no [C]swimmer, so I [G7]lost my Clemen[C]tine.
In a [C]churchyard near the canyon where the myrtle doth en[G7]twine
There grow roses and other [C]posies, ferti[G7]lized by Clemen[C]tine.
Now ye [C]Boy Scouts, heed the warning to this tragic tale of [G7]mine,
Artificial respi[C]ration would have [G7]saved my Clemen[C]tine.
How I [C]missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clemen[G7]tine,
'Til I kissed her little [C]sister and for[G7]got my Clemen[C]tine.
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