Index Of Oh My Darling May 2026

Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry morning just at nine; Hit her foot against a splinter, Fell into the foaming brine.

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Ruby lips above the water, Blowing bubbles, soft and fine; But, alas, I was no swimmer, So I lost my Clementine. index of oh my darling

How I missed her, how I missed her, How I missed my Clementine, Till I kissed her little sister, I forgot my Clementine. Drove she ducklings to the water Ev'ry morning

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 draw the line. Hit her foot against a splinter

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