In the DT:
CLEMENTINE (standard version)
CLEMENTINE (3) (as sung by The Highgraders, San Francisco, early 60s)
CLEMENTINE (4) (parody; "I owe my darlin' Clementine")
DOWN BY THE RIVER (earliest known version, published in 1863; no reference to mining nor 49ers)
MY DARLING 39 (parody)
From the Levy Collection:
Down by the River Lived a Maiden (1863 original version)
Followed by two versions:
(1) OH MY DARLING CLEMENTINE
Words & music by Percy Montrose
Published by Oliver Ditson & Co., Boston, 1879
1. In a cabin, In a canyon,
an excavation for a mine;
Dwelt a miner, A Forty-niner,
And his daughter Clementine.
CHORUS:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dredful [sic] sorry, Clementine.
2. She drove her ducklets, To the river,
Ev'ry morning just at nine;
She stubb'd her toe, against a sliver,
And fell into the foaming brine.
3. I saw her lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine;
Alas for me, I was no swimmer,
And so I lost my Clementine.
(2) OH MY DARLING CLEMENTINE
P. Montrose
From Henry R. White, College Songs (Boston: Oliver Ditson & Co., 1887)
1. In a cavern, in a cañon,
Excavating for a mine,
Dwelt a miner, forty-niner
And his daughter Clementine.
CHORUS:
Oh my darling, Oh my darling,
Oh my darling Clementine,
You are lost and gone forever,
Dredful [sic] sorry, Clementine.
2. Light she was, and like a fairy,
And her shoes were number nine,
Herring boxes, without topses,
Sandals were for Clementine
3. Drove she ducklings to the water,
Ev'ry morning just at nine,
Hit her foot against a splinter
Fell into the foaming brine.
4. Ruby lips above the water,
Blowing bubbles soft and fine,
Alas, for me! I was no swimmer,
So I lost my Clementine.
5. In a church-yard, near the cañon,
Where the myrtle doth entwine,
There grow roses, and other posies,
Fertilized by Clementine.
6. Then the miner, forty-niner
Soon began to peak and pine,
Thought he "oughter jine" his daughter,
Now he's with his Clementine.
7. In my dreams she still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine,
Though in life I used to hug her,
Now she's dead, I'll draw the line.
SOURCES:
(1) Richard Jackson, ed., Popular Songs of Nineteenth-Century America (Dover Publications, 1976), pp. 148-151 [reproduction of the sheet music]
(2) Richard A. Dwyer and Richard E. Lingenfelter, eds. The Songs of the Gold Rush (University of California Press, 1965), pp. 199-200
~Masato