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CLEMENTINE (3) In a cavern, in a canyon In the shadow of a hill It was there I kept a cathouse With my oldest brother Bill. Oh at first we didn't prosper Then we started doing fine When a gal came down from Jasper by the name of Clementine She was plain, she was scrawny, And she had no gift of gab, But she had the kind of quim, boys, That would reach right out and grab. Oh my darling, oh my darling Oh my darling, Clementine You are lost and gone forever, Dreadful sorry, Clementine. So our days were full of laughter And our nights were filled with song, Our safe was stuffed with money Clementine was stuffed with dong. Then this dude came down from Jasper And at last she'd met her match, Cause he had a rifled member But she had a smooth bore snatch. CHORUS Brother Bill was first to notice So he shouted to her "turn!" But before this word was spoken She was split from stem to stern. Every day down by the grave yard When they toll the mission bell We lay of wreath of roses Round the quim we loved so well. CHORUS note: as sung by The Highgraders, San Francisco, early 60s - ES @parody @bawdy @cowboy filename[ CLEMENT3 TUNE FILE: CLEMENTI CLICK TO PLAY ES |
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