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Clementine
Westlife
In a cavern down by a canyon
Excavatin' for a mine,
There lived a miner from North Carolina
And his daughter, chubby Clementine.
Now every mornin', just about dawnin'
A'when the sun begins to shine
You know she would rouse up, wake all a dem cows up
And walk 'em down to her Daddy's mine.
Though she weighed twoA'took the foot bridge, way 'cross the water
(Oops!) dumped her into the foamy brine
The old bridge trembled and disassembled
(ho, ho) blowin bubbles (bubble sound) down the line.
Hey, crackle like thunder, (ho, ho) she went under
I might'a saved that Clementine.
Hey, I'm no swimm'a but were she slimm'a
(Ho) broke the record, way under water
I thought that she was doin' fine.
That they held for Clementine.
I wasn't nervous ya until the service
Hey you sailor (ho, ho) way out in your whaler
With a harpoon, your trusty line.
If she shows now, yo, there she blows now,
It just may be chunky Clementine.
(One more time)
Oh my darlin', oh my darlin', oh my darlin'
You may be gone
Oh my darlin' , oh my darlin' sweet Clementine,
You're not forgotten,
But!
Fare thee well
(Bubble sound) Bye!So long, Clementine
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תודה, המערכת תבדוק את הקליפ ותוסיף אותו למאגר
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