Clementine |
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Born a German, over yonder,
Made her way across the foam,
Not at all the life she wished for
In this new land, her new home.
There she sat, among the rusting
Bones of cars from Yesterday,
Left alone and here abandoned,
Waiting for her dying day.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling,
Oh, my darling Clementine,
You will soon be lost forever,
Awful sorry, Clementine.
Years ago, she took a family
Way out West and way back home;
Never once had any problems,
Through the countryside they'd roam.
But the family grew much bigger
Than poor Clementine could hold,
So they sold their loyal camper
For a measly bag of gold.
There she sat, out in the weather,
On the dealer's used car lot,
Through the snows of winters freezing,
Through the summers burning hot.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling,
Oh, my darling Clementine,
You were sold and left abandoned,
Awful sorry, Clementine.
No one looked or asked about her,
And the dealer didn't care,
So he sold her to the junkyard
And for years she's been out there.
Then one day, there came a youngster
Looking for some parts to buy,
Saw her rusted, faded body,
Bought her from the junkyard guy.
Towed her home and started fixing,
Taking time to do it right;
Worked a long time on her engine,
Stayed up late into the night.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling,
Oh, my darling Clementine,
You were lost but now I've found you,
Not to worry, Clementine.
Brand new tires, and brand new braking,
Stop the rust, renew the paint,
Rid the field mice from the cabinets,
Cause a Mouse Hotel she ain't!
Mend the canvas, and the fixtures,
Make the pop-top work just fine.
When she's finished, she'll be pretty,
A Beauty Queen, my Clementine.
Now she rides upon the highway,
Just like when she was brand new,
With a grin between her headlights,
And she purrs, like kittens do.
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling,
Oh, my darling Clementine,
You were almost gone forever,
Now you're fixed and you're all mine!
29 October 1999 Joel Walker
