Darling Clementine

You burned brightly, you loved fiercely,

I was blessed to call you mine,

But you've gone, oh how I'll miss you.

Oh my darling, Clementine.

If I thought that heaven were real

And good souls could qualify,

then by now they’ve made an angel

of my darling Clementine.

So few years we had together.

If I could, I’d share my time,

if it meant just one more day with

my sweet darling Clementine.

Now we lay you beneath the myrtle

Wreathed in flowers come springtime,

Those pinks blossoms all that's left of

forever darling Clementine.