Clementine - Percy Montrose In a [D] cavern, in a canyon, excavating for a [A] mine, Lived a [A7] miner, forty-[D]niner, and his [A] daughter Clemen[D]tine. Oh my [D]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for[D]ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Light she [D] was, and like a fairy, and her shoes were number [A7]nine, Herring [A7] boxes without [D] topses, sandals [A] were for Clemen[D]tine. Oh my [D]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for[D]ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Walking [D] lightly as a fairy, though her shoes were number [A] nine, Sometimes [A7] tripping, lightly [D] skipping, lovely [A]girl, my Clemen[D]tine Oh my [D]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for[D]ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Drove she [D] ducklings to the water every morning just at [A] nine, Hit her [A7] foot against a [D] splinter, fell in[A]to the foaming [D] brine. Oh my [D]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for[D]ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. Ruby [D] lips above the water, blowing bubbles soft and [A] fine, But a [A7]las, I was no [D]swimmer, so I [A] lost Clemen[D]tine. Oh my [D]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for[D]ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine. In my [D] dreams she still doth haunt me, robed in garments soaked in [A] brine, Though in [A7] life I used to [D] hug her, now she’s [A] dead I draw the [D] line! Oh my [D]darling, oh my darling, oh my darling Clemen[A]tine Thou art lost and gone for[D]ever, dreadful [A] sorry, Clemen[D]tine.