In a cavern, in a canyon,
\nExcavating for a mine,
\nDwelt a miner, forty-niner
\nAnd his daughter Clementine.
\nOh my darling, oh my darling
\nOh my darling, Clementine
\nThou art lost and gone forever,
\nDreadful sorry, Clementine.
\nLight she was and like a fairy,
\nAnd her shoes were number nine,
\nHerring boxes without topses
\nSandals were for Clementine
\nCHORUS
\nDrove she ducklings to the water
\nEvery morning just at nine,
\nHit her foot against a splinter
\nFell into the foaming brine.
\nCHORUS
\nRuby lips above the water,
\nBlowing bubbles soft and fine,
\nBut alas, I was no swimmer,
\nSo I lost my Clementine.
\nCHORUS
\nThen the miner, forty-niner
\nSoon began to peak and pine,
\nThought he oughter jine he daughter,
\nNow he’s with his Clementine.
\nCHORUS
\nIn my dreams she still doth haunt me,
\nRobed in garments soaked in brine;
\nThough in life I used to hug her,
\nNow she’s dead, I draw the line.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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 Thou art 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 […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6,35],"tags":[],"sponsors":[],"class_list":["post-89373","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-canzoni","category-canzoni-varie","lingua-inglese","scopo-intrattenimento"],"yoast_head":"\n