Clementine

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Oh my darling, Oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine,

You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry Clementine.

 

Light she was, and like a fairy, and her soles were number nine,

Herring boxes without topes, sandals were for Clementine.

 

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Drove she ducklings to water every morning just as nine,

Hit her foot against a splinter, fell into the morning brine.

 

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Ruby lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and fine,

Alas for me! I was no swimmer, so I lost my Clementine.

 

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In a churchyard near the canyon, where the myrtle doth entwine

There grow roses and other posies, fertilized by Clementine.

 

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Then the miner, forty-niner, soon began to peak and pine,

Thought he ought’er join his daughter, now he’s with Clementine.

 

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In my dreams she still doth haunt me, robed in garments soaked in brine,

While in life I used to hug her, now she’s dead I draw the line.

 

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How I missed her, how I missed her, how I missed my Clementine,

Until I kissed her little sister, and forgot about Clementine.

 

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Now ye Scouts all heed the warning to this tragic tale of mine,

Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation would have saved my Clementine.