In a cavern
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Down by a canyon
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Excavatin' for a mine
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There lived a miner
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From North Carolina
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And... his daughter
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Chubby Clementine.
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Now, every mornin'
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Yeah... just about dawnin'
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When the sun
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Began to shine
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You know she would rouse up
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Wake all-a-dem cows up
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And... walk 'em down to her Daddy's mine.
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I took the footbridge
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Way 'cross the water
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Though she weighed
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Two ninety-nine
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The old bridge trembled
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And disassembled... oops!
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Dumped her into the foamy brine.
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Hey... crack like thunder... hut, hut...
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You know she went under... hut, hut...
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Blowin' bubbles down the line
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Hey! I'm no swimm'a
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But were she slimm'a
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I might'a saved
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That Clementine.
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Ho... she broke the record
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Way under water
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I thought that she was doin' fine
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I wasn't nervous
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Not until the service
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That they held
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For Clementine.
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Hey... you sailor... hut, hut...
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Way out in your whaler
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A-with your harpoon an' your trusty line
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If she shows now,yell......
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A-there she blows now!
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It just may be
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Chunky, Clementine.
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One more time!
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Oh, my darlin'... oh, my darlin'
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Oh, my darlin'... oh, my darlin'
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Oh, my darlin'... sweet Clementine
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You may be gone... but...
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You're not forgotten
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Fare thee well...
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So long...
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Clementine...
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Bye!
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Clementine
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| Bobby Darin |
