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018 Clementine(Sung
to the tune of "Clementine") CHORUS:
I owe my darlin', I owe my darlin', I owe my darlin' Clementine, Three bent pennies and a nickel, Oh my darlin' Clementine. There she stood beside the bar rail, Drinking pink gins for two bits, And the swollen whiskey barrels Stood in awe beside her tits. Eyes of whiskey, lips of water As she sodden at me peer, Dawns the daylight in her temple With a f**king-warming leer. Hung me guitar on the bar rail At the sweetness of the sign, In one leap lept out me trousers Plunged into the foaming brine. She was bawdy, she was busty She could match the great Buzoom, As she strained out of her bloomers Like a melon tree in bloom. Oh the oak tree and the cypress never more together twine, Since that creeping poison ivy Laid its blight on Clementine. |
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