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• Artiste: Barker Bradford
• Titre: Clementine
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Barker Bradford – Clementine In the centre of a golden valley, Dwellt a maiden all divine, A pretty creature a miner´s daughter And her name was Clementine Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. Her noble father was the forman Of ev´ry valued mine And ev´ry miner and ranchman Was a brother to Clementine Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. The forman miner, an old forty-niner, In dreams and thoughts sublime, Lived in Comfort with his daughter, His pretty child Clementine. Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. When far away, he would often pray That in his sunny clime No harm might overtake her, His favorite nugget, Clementine. Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. When the day was done and the setting sun Its rays they ceased to shine, Homeward came the brawney miner To caress his Clementine. Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine Non was nearer, no was dearer, Since the days of forty-nine When , in youth, he had another Who was then his Clementine? Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. She led her ducks down to the river, The weather was it was fine, Stubbed her to against a silver, Fell into the raging brine. Refrain: Oh my darling, oh my darling, My darling Clementine You are lost for me forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. He heard her calling: father, Her voice was like a chime, But alas he was no swimmer, So he lost his Clementine.