Index Of Oh My - Darling

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.

How I missed her, how I missed her, How I missed my Clementine, Till I kissed her little sister, I forgot my Clementine. index of oh my darling

Light she was and like a fairy, And her shoes were number nine; Herring boxes without topses, Sandals were for Clementine. In my dreams she still doth haunt me,

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