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. Drove a duckling to the water, Every 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. 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. How I missed her, how I missed her How I missed my Clementine. So I kissed her little sister, And forgot my Clementine. Oh my darling, oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine, You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry Clementine.