Freddy Quinn - Oh my Darling Clementine(Country Oldies) | Текст песни

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• Oh my Darling Clementine(Country Oldies)

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 were for Clementine

Drove she ducklings to the water
Every 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.

Then the miner, forty-niner
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he oughta join he daughter,
Now he's with his Clementine.

There is a churchyard on a hillside
Where the flowers grow and twine,
There grow roses ‘mongst the posies
Fertilized by 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 draw the line.

Now you, scouts, may learn the moral
Of this little tale of mine
Artificial respiration
Would have saved my Clementine

How I missed her, how I missed her,
How I missed my Clementine
But I kissed her little sister
And forgot my Clementine

Oh my darling, oh my darling
Oh my darling, Clementine
Thou art lost and gone forever,
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.

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