Clementine کے بول

In a cavern, in a canyon Excavating for a mine Lived 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 her ducklings 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 Now you scouts may learn the moral Of this little tale of mine Artificial respiration Would have saved my Clementine Oh, my darling, oh, my darling Oh, my darling Clementine You are lost and gone forever Dreadful sorry, Clementine