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Folk Song

X:1 T:Clementine C:Percy Montrose Z:Webmaster M:3/4 L:1/4

1/4=120

K:G z z G3/4G/4 | G D B3/4B/4 | B G G/2B/2 | d d c/2A/2 | A2 A3/4B/4 w:In a cav-ern, In a can-yon, Ex-ca-va-ting for a mine, Dwelt a w:Oh my dar-ling, Oh my dar-ling, Oh my dar-ling Clem-en-tine, You are c c B/2A/2 | B G G3/4B/4 | A D F3/4A/4 | G2 z || w:mi-ner for-ty-ni-ner, And his daugh-ter Clem-en-tine. w:lost and gone for-ev-er, Dread-ful so-rry Clem-en-tine. W: W:1 In a cavern, In a canyon, Excavating for a mine, W:Dwelt a miner forty-niner, And his daughter Clementine. W: W:(ch) Oh my darling, Oh my darling, Oh my darling Clementine, W:You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry Clementine. W: W:2 Light she was and like a fairy, And her shoes were number nine; W:Herring boxes, without topses, Sandals were for Clementine. W: W:3 Drove she ducklings to the water, Every morning just at nine; W:Hit her foot against a splinter, Fell into the foaming brine. W: W:4 Ruby lips above the water, Blowing bubbles, mighty fine; W:Alas for me! I was no swimmer, So I lost my Clementine. W: W:5 Then the miner forty-niner, Soon began to peak and pine, W:Thought he oughter join his daughter, Now he's with his Clementine. W: W:6 In a corner of the churchyard, Where the myrtle boughs entwine, W:Grow the roses in their poses, Fertilized by Clementine. W: W:7 In my dreams she still doth haunt me, Robed in garments soaked in brine. W:Though in life I used to hug her, Now she's dead, I'll draw the line. W: W:8 How I missed her, how I missed her, How I missed my Clementine. W:So I kissed her little sister, And forgot my Clementine. % % % % %

					
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