Clementine - Pink Martini

If tomorrow’s sun doesn’t shine

If no creatures stir in the morning time

If the clouds go still in the sky

And the days roll in and pass us by

I will ride your elevator

We’ll stay out 'til it is later

If tomorrow’s sun doesn’t shine

At least I’ll have my Clementine

If tomorrow’s moon doesn’t show

If our dreams go lost in the winter snow

And the flowers wither and die

And the waterfalls go low and dry

Will you meet me in the garden

We’ll say 'please' and 'beg your pardon'

If tomorrow’s sun doesn’t shine

At least I’ll have my Clementine

There’s a place that nobody knows

There’s a packing up of a summer clothes

In the lazy days of my mind

You’ve always been my Clementine

Clementine