In a cavern in a canyon, 
excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, 
and his daughter Clementine.
Light she was and like a fairy, 
and her shoes were number nine
Herring boxes without topses, 
sandals were for Clementine


Refrain:
Oh my darlin', oh my darlin', 
oh my darlin' 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 foamy brine.
Ruby lips above the water, 
blowing bubbles soft and fine
But alas, I was no swimmer, 
so I lost my Clementine.
(repeat Refrain)

Then the mine, forty-niner, 
soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughta join his daughter, 
now he's with his Clementine
(repeat Refrain)

In my dreams she still doth haunt me, 
broken garments soaked in brine,
Though in life I used to hug her, 
now she's dead, I draw the line.
(repeat Refrain)