In a cabin, in a canyon
An excavation for a mine
Dwelt a miner, a Forty-niner
And his daughter Clementine
Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Drefful sorry, Clementine
She drove her ducklets to the river
Ev'ry morning just at nine
She stubb'd her toe against a sliver
And fell into the foaming brine
Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Drefful sorry, Clementine
I saw her lips above the water
Blowing bubbles soft and fine
Alas for me, I was no swimmer
And so I lost my Clementine
Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Drefful sorry, Clementine