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Near a cavern, in the canyon, in the shadow of
It was there I kept a cathouse with my oldest brother Bill.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling
Oh, my darling, Clementine
You are lost and gone forever
Dreadful sorry, Clementine.
Though at first we didn't prosper, soon we
When a girl came down from Gloucester by the name of Clementine.
She was brazen, she was scrawny, she had no
gift of gab
But she had the kind of quim, boys, that would reach right out and grab.
Then the nights were filled with music, the
days were filled
Our safe was stuffed with money, Clementine was stuffed with dongs.
But one day there came a stranger, this time
she'd met her
He had a rifled member, she had a smooth-bore snatch.
Brother Bill was first to notice, he shouted to her, "Turn!&q$ But before those words were spoken, she was spilt from stem to stern.
We tore that dude to pieces, he was dead within
And we left his cursed member for the coyotes to devour.
Every day down by the graveyard when they toll
We all lay a wreath of roses 'round the quim we loved so well.
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