My Own Version of Clementine (Oh My Darling song)

In the mountains
Thro the valleys
Lived a girl with hair so fine

She had soon been
A poorly widow
And her name was Caroline

Oh my darling
Oh my darling
Oh my darling Caroline
You never saw the roses for you
That I held poor Caroline

And the husband
Whilst he laid there
She remained clung to his side

Never leaving
Always pleading
That she would soon never cry

Oh my darling
Oh my darling
Oh my darling Caroline
You never saw the roses for you
That I held poor Caroline

And the warm days
Turned to winter
And the thorns fell from the pine

When they found her
Thro ice that bound her
And laid to rest dear Caroline

Oh my darling
Oh my darling
Oh my darling Caroline
You were lost but never lonely
Found again, poor Caroline