Bubijeva pesmarica

AIn a cavern, by a canyon
A₇Excavating for a hmine,
Dwelt a Eminer, E₇ Afortyniner
And his Edaughter AClementine

AOh, my darling, oh my darling
Oh, my A₇darling hClementine
Though are Elost and E₇gone Aforever
Dreadful Esorry, AClementine

ALight she was and like a fairie
And her A₇shoes were number hnine
Herring Eboxes E₇without Atopses
Sandals Ewere for AClementine

AOh, my darling, oh my darling
Oh, my A₇darling hClementine
Though are Elost and E₇gone Aforever
Dreadful Esorry, AClementine

ADrove the ducklings to the water
Every A₇morning just at hnine
Struck her Efoot E₇against a Asplinter
Fell Einto a foaming Amine

AOh, my darling, oh my darling
Oh, my A₇darling hClementine
Though are Elost and E₇gone Aforever
Dreadful Esorry, AClementine

ARosy lips upon the water
Blowing A₇bubbles mighty hfine
But Ealas' I E₇was no Aswimmer
So I Elost my AClementine

AOh, my darling, oh my darling
Oh, my A₇darling hClementine
Though are Elost and E₇gone Aforever
Dreadful Esorry, AClementine

AHow I missed her, how I missed her
How I A₇missed my hClementine
But I Ekissed her E₇little Asister
And Eforgot my AClementine

AOh, my darling, oh my darling
Oh, my A₇darling hClementine
Though are Elost and E₇gone Aforever
Dreadful Esorry, AClementine