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Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry morning just at nine; Hit her foot against a splinter, Fell into the foaming brine. index of oh my darling
Ruby lips above the water, Blowing bubbles, soft and fine; But, alas, I was no swimmer, So I lost my Clementine. (Chorus) Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry
In a cavern, in a canyon, Excavating for a mine, Dwelt a miner, forty-niner, And his daughter, Clementine. Hit her foot against a splinter
How I missed her, how I missed her, How I missed my Clementine, Till I kissed her little sister, I forgot my Clementine.
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In my dreams she still doth haunt me, Robed in garments soaked in brine; Though in life I used to hug her, Now she's dead, I draw the line.