Crazy Horse ft. Neil Young - Clementine

In a cavern, in a canyon, Excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner forty niner, And his daughter 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! Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry morning just at nine, Hit her foot against a splinter, Fell into the foaming brine Ruby lips above the water, Blowing bubbles, soft and fine, But, alas, I was no swimmer, So I lost my Clementine Oh my darling, oh my darling, Oh my darling, Clementine! Then the miner forty niner, He began to peak and pine, Thought he oughta join his daughter Now he's with his Clementine In my dreams she still doth haunt me, Robed in garments soaked in brine. Though in life I used to hug her, Now she's dead, I'll draw the line Oh my darling, oh my darling, Oh my darling, Clementine! How I missed her! How I missed her, How I missed my Clementine, But I kissed her little sister, I forgot my Clementine