EIn a cavern, in a canyon excavatingB7 for a mine;
Dwelt a Aminer, forty-niEner, and his B7daughter ClemenEtine.
Oh my Edarling, oh my darling, oh myB7 darling Clementine
You are Alost and gone foreveEr, dreadful B7sorry, ClemeEntine.
Light she Ewas, and like a fairy, And her shoes were nB7umber nine
Herring Aboxes without toEpses, Sandals wB7ere for ClementEine.
Walking Elightly as a fairy, Though her shoes were B7number nine,
Sometimes Atripping, lightly skEipping, Lovely B7girl, my CleEmentine
Drove she Educklings to the water Ev'ry moB7rning just at nine,
Hit her Afoot against a Esplinter, Fell B7into the foaming bErine.
Ruby Elips above the water, Blowing buB7bbles soft and fine,
But aAlas, I was no sEwimmer, NeithB7er was my ClemEentine.
In a Echurchyard near the canyon, Where the mB7yrtle doth entwine,
There grow Arosies and some Eposies, FertB7ilized by ClemeEntine.
Then, the Eminer, forty-niner, Soon begB7an to fret and pine,
Thought he Aoughter join his daEughter, So he'B7s now with ClemAentine.
I'm so Elonely, lost without her, Wish I'd had a B7fishing line,
Which I Amight have cast aEbout her, Might B7have saved my CElementine.
In my dEreams she still doth haunt me, Robed in gaB7rments soaked with brine,
Then she Arises from the wEaters, AndB7 I kiss my CleEmentine.
Listen Efellers, heed the warning Of thiB7s tragic tale of mine,
ArtiAficial respiEration Could havB7e saved my ClemEentine
How I Emissed her, how I missed her, How B7I missed my Clementine,
Til I Akissed her little Esister, And fB7orgot my ClemEentine.