YMCA CAMP LOOWIT CAMPFIRE SONGS



Clementine


In a cavern, in a canyon,
Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner forty-niner,
And his daughter, Clementine
CHORUS:
Oh, my darlin, oh, my darlin,
Oh, my darlin Clementine
You were 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. CHORUS
Drove the ducklings to the water,
Every morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter,
Fell into the foaming brine. CHORUS
Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine,
Alas for me, I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.