Campfire Song Book (PDF) - Halifax Ukulele Gang (HUG)
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SCOUTING AND CAMPFIRE SONGS PAGE 110 OF 124<br />
SCOUTING AND CAMPFIRE SONGS PAGE 15 OF 124<br />
VIVE L'AMOUR<br />
GKCe<br />
G<br />
Let every good fellow<br />
Now join in the song,<br />
D7 G<br />
Vive la companie!<br />
Success to each other,<br />
And pass it along,<br />
G D7 G<br />
Vive la companie!<br />
Chorus:<br />
G C<br />
Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour,<br />
D7 G<br />
Vive la, vive la, vive l'amour,<br />
Em C<br />
Vive l'amour, vive l'amour,<br />
D7 G<br />
Vive la companie! Hey!<br />
A friend on your left,<br />
And a friend on your right,<br />
Vive la companie!<br />
In love and good fellowship,<br />
Let us unite,<br />
Vive la companie!<br />
Now wider and wider<br />
Our circle expands,<br />
Vive la companie!<br />
We sing to our comrades<br />
In far away lands,<br />
Vive la companie!<br />
CLEMENTINE<br />
DHG<br />
D<br />
In a cavern, in a canyon<br />
A7<br />
Excavating for a mine<br />
G D<br />
Lived a miner forty-niner<br />
A7 D<br />
And his daughter, Clementine<br />
Refrain:<br />
D<br />
Oh, my darling, oh, my darling<br />
A7<br />
Oh, my darling Clementine<br />
G D<br />
You are lost and gone forever<br />
A7 D<br />
Dreadful sorry, Clementine<br />
Light she was, and like a<br />
fairy,<br />
And her shoes were number<br />
nine,<br />
Herring boxes without<br />
topses,<br />
Sandals were for Clementine.<br />
Drove she ducklings to the<br />
water,<br />
Ev'ry morning just at nine,<br />
Hit her foot against a<br />
splinter,<br />
Fell into the foaming brine.<br />
Ruby lips above the water,<br />
Blowing bubbles soft and<br />
fine,<br />
But alas, I was no swimmer,<br />
Neither was my Clementine.<br />
In a churchyard near the<br />
canyon,<br />
Where the myrtle boughs<br />
entwine,<br />
Grow the roses in their posies,<br />
Fertilised by Clementine.<br />
Then, the miner, forty-niner,<br />
Soon began to fret and pine,<br />
Thought he oughter join his<br />
daughter,<br />
So he's now with Clementine.<br />
In my dreams she still doth<br />
haunt me,<br />
Robed in garments soaked with<br />
brine,<br />
Then she rises from the waters,<br />
And I kiss my Clementine.<br />
How I missed her, how I missed<br />
her,<br />
How I missed my Clementine,<br />
Til I kissed her little sister,<br />
And forgot my Clementine.