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Clementine

year:
1968

lyrics:

Chopped olive sandwiches, roses, and wine
Red ripe persimmons, my sweet Clementine
I go on, I go on, I can't fill my cup
There's a hole in the bottom, the well has dried up

I run through the forest, I cut past the vine
Head through the thickets, many a time
Octave of voices, sweet voices belie
I left for the comfort of cold Clementine

words by:
Robert Hunter

music by:
Phil Lesh

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