[C]In a cavern, in a canyon, Excavating for a [G7]mine,
Dwelt a miner, forty-[C]niner, And his [G7]daughter Clemen[C]tine.
[C]Oh my darling, oh my darling, Oh my darling Clemen[G7]tine
Thou art lost and gone for[C]ever, Dreadful [G7]sorry, Clemen[C]tine.
[C]Light she was, and like a fairy, And her shoes were number [G7]nine,
Herring boxes without [C]topses, Sandals [G7]were for Clemen[C]tine.
[C]Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry morning just at [G7]nine,
Hit her foot against a [C]splinter, Fell in [G7]to the foaming [C]brine.
[C]Ruby lips above the water, Blowing bubbles soft and [G7]fine,
But alas, I was no [C]swimmer, Neither [G7]was my Clemen[C]tine.
[C]Then, the miner, forty-niner, Soon began to fret and [G7]pine,
Thought he oughter join his [C]daughter, So he's [G7]now with Clemen[C]tine.
[C]In my dreams she still doth haunt me, Robed in garments soaked with [G7]brine,
Though in life I used to [C]hug her, Now she's [G7]dead I draw the [C]line
Added or amended 6th March 2013
Reproduced soley for
Soprano/Concert/Tenor Ukulele Chords