Clementine Lyrics - Americana - Neil Young & Crazy Horse

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. 

Clementine! Clementine! 

Oh my darling, Clementine! 

Drove she ducklings to the water 

Every morn just at nine, 

Hit her foot against a splinter, 

Fell into the foaming brine. 

Ruby lips above the water, 

Blowing bubbles, soft and fine, 

But, alas, I was no swimmer, 

So I lost my Clementine. 

Clementine! Clementine! 

Oh my darling, Clementine! 

And the minor forty niner 

Soon began to peak and pine 

Thought he oughta join his daughter 

Now he's left with Clementine 

In my dreams she still upon me 

Broken garments soaked in brine 

Though in life I used to hug her, 

In death I draw the line 

Clementine! Clementine! 

Oh my darling, Clementine! 

(Oh my darling, oh my darling) 

How I missed her! How I missed her, 

How I missed my Clementine, 

So I kissed her little sister, 

And I forgot my Clementine. 

Clementine! Clementine! 

Oh my darling, Clementine! 

(Oh my darling, oh my darling) 

Clementine! Clementine! 

You are lost and gone, Clementine! 

Clementine 

Clementine! Clementine! 

Oh my darling, Clementine! 

(Oh my darling, oh my darling) 

Clementine! Clementine! 

You are lost and gone, Clementine! 

Clementine!