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Song Name: Clementine (Chromatic) By: Unknown
Posted By: Spiritgirl33 Difficulty: Any
Key: C Genre: Folk
Harp Type: Chromatic Audio:
Created: 2009-03-17 21:03:47 Modified: 0000-00-00 00:00:00
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Song:               Clementine (Chromatic)

Verse 1:

 4 4  4   3    6 6  6   5
In a cav-ern, in a can-yon,

 5  6  7   7   -6 6  -5
ex-ca-vat-ing for a mine,

  -5  6  -6 -6   6  -5  6  5
Lived a min-er, for-ty nin-er,

 5   6    -5   3   -4  -5   5
And his daugh-ter Clem-en-tine.

Chorus: (Same tab as verse)

Oh, my dar-ling, oh, my darling oh, my darling Clementine.
You are lost and gone forever, dreadful sorry, Clementine.

Verse 2:

Light she was and like a fairy, and her shoes were number nine.
Herring boxes without topses, sandals were for Clementine.

Chorus

Verse 3:

Drove her ducklings to the water every morning just at nine.
Hit her foot against a splinter fell into the foaming brine.

Chorus

Verse 4:

Ruby lips above the water blowing bubbles soft and fine.
But alas, I was no swimmer so I lost my Clementine.

Chorus

Verse 5:

Then the miner, forty-niner soon began to peak and pine.
Thought he oughta join his daughter, now he’s with his Clementine.

Chorus

Verse 6:

There’s a churchyard on the hillside where the flowers grow and
twine.
There grow roses, ‘mongst the posies fertilized by Clementine.

Chorus

Verse 7:

In my dreams she still doth haunt me robed in garlands soaked in
brine.
Though in life I used to hug her now she’s dead, I draw the line.

Chorus

Verse 8:

How I missed her, how I missed her how I missed my Clementine.
Till I kissed her little sister and forgot my Clementine.

Chorus

Verse 9:

Now you scouts may learn the moral of this little tale of mine.
Artificial respiration would have saved my Clementine.

Chorus

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