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.