The summer season is turning cool Though the days are still hot I been losing my green Kinda like the cottonwood trees Holding on to what they've got Hello, Dodge City, tell me how do you do? Tonight I plan on making Denver I'm coming in from the east Ain't gonna miss it in the least Pardon me for saying so She had a white dove in her hand Last night I dreamed of a long black sedan Across the plains, I swear I heard her call And it took me to the end of Wichita The snow-white Rockies Move from North to South Sort of like the life I left behind I'll tell you something true Everything little thing I do I stay lonely all the time She had a white dove in her hand Last night, I dreamed of a long, black sedan Across the plains, I could swear I heard her call And it took me to the end of Wichita The summer season is turning cool Though the days are still hot

In a cavern, in a canyon Excavating for a mine Dwelt a miner forty niner And his daughter Clementine. Light she was and like a fairy And her shoes were number nine Herring boxes, without topses Sandals were for Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Drove she ducklings to the water Every morning just at nine Hit her foot against a splinter Fell into the foaming brine. Ruby lips above the water Blowing bubbles, soft and fine But, alas, I was no swimmer So I lost my Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Then the miner, forty niner He began to peak and pine Thought he oughta join his daughter Now he sleeps with Clementine. 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. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. How I missed he, how I missed her How I missed my Clementine So I kissed her little sister And I forgot my Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine Oh my darling, Clementine. Clementine, Clementine You are lost been gone, Clementine. Clementine.

Who's gonna dry your cryin' eyes? Who's gonna wake you up To that big surprise? Who's gonna dry your cryin' eyes? You say that all your life You've been a free bird There's been nobody over you And you always have to Have the last word Because one feels better than two. Who's gonna dry your cryin' eyes? Who's gonna wake you up To that big surprise? Who's gonna dry your cryin' eyes? You say your life's Like riding on a fast train It's easy to see far away But right up close It's just a blurry haze Flyin' by from day to day. Who's gonna dry your cryin' eyes?