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