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16	Oh My Darling Clementine
		Words and Music by Percy Montrose

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1 In a cavern, in a canon,
Excavating for a mine.
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner,
And his daughter, Clementine.

2 Light she was, and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine.

3 Drove she ducklings to the water,
Ev’ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine.

4 Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles, soft and fine,
Alas, for me! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.

5 In a churchyard, near the canon,
Where the myrtle boughs entwine,
There grow roses, and other posies,
Fertilized by Clementine.

6 Then the miner, forty-niner,
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he “oughter jine” his daughter,
Now he’s with his Clementine.

7 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’ll draw the line.

Chorus.
Oh my darling, (Oh Clementine,) Oh my darling, (Oh Clementine,)
Oh my darling Clementine, (Clem-Clementine,)
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