Clementine (in D)

 
D 
In a cavern, in a canyon
 
Excavating for a  
A 
mine
 
Dwelt a  
G 
miner, 
 
forty-
D 
niner
 
And his  
A 
daughter 
 
Clemen
D 
tine

REFREIN:

 
Oh my  
D 
darling, oh my darling
 
Oh my darling Clemen
A 
tine
 
You are  
G 
gone and lost for
D 
ever
 
Dreadfull  
A 
sorry 
 
Clemen
D 
tine
 
Light she  
D 
was and like a fairy
 
And her shoes were number  
A 
nine
 
Herring  
G 
boxes without  
D 
topses
 
Sandles  
A 
were for Clemen
D 
tine
 
Drove her  
D 
ducklings to the water
 
Every morning just at  
A 
nine
 
Hit her  
G 
foot against a  
D 
splinter
 
Fell in
A 
to the foaming  
D 
brine
 
Ruby  
D 
lips above the water
 
Blowing bubbles, soft and  
A 
fine
 
But al
G 
as, I was no  
D 
swimmer
 
So I  
A 
lost my Clemen
D 
tine
 
Then the  
D 
miner, 
 
forty-niner
 
Soon began to weep and  
A 
pine
 
Thought he  
G 
ought to join his  
D 
daughter
 
Now he’s  
A 
with his Clemen
D 
tine
 
In my  
D 
dreams she still does haunt me
 
Roped in garments soaked in  
A 
brine
 
Though in  
G 
life I used to  
D 
hug 
 
her
 
Now she’s  
A 
dead I draw the  
D 
line
 
How I  
D 
missed her, how I missed her
 
How I missed my Clemen
A 
tine
 
But I  
G 
kissed her little  
D 
sister
 
And for
A 
got my Clemen
D 
tine