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Excavating for a mine
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
And his daughter Clementine
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You are lost and gone forever
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Drove the ducklings to the water
Every morning just at nine
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine
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You are lost and gone forever
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In my dreams, she still doth haunt me
Broken garments soaked in brine
Though in life I used to hug her
Now she's dead I draw the line
How I missed her, how I missed her
How I missed my Clementine
Then I kissed her little sister
And forgot my Clementine
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Oh my darling, oh my darling
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