In a cavern, in a canyon, Excavating for a mine, Dwelt a miner, forty-niner And his daughter Clementine. Oh my darling, oh my darling Oh my darling, Clementine You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. Light she was and like a fairy, And her shoes were number nine, Herring boxes without topses Sandals were for Clementine Oh my darling, oh my darling Oh my darling, Clementine You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry morning just at nine, Hit her foot against a splinter, Fell into the foaming brine Oh my darling, oh my darling Oh my darling, Clementine You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine.