Clementine
Grateful Dead Lyrics


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Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Phil Lesh

Played a few times by the Grateful Dead in 1968--and not to be confused with the traditional "Oh My Darling Clementine". The lyric is not in Robert Hunter's book "Box Of Rain", but he has confirmed he wrote it.

The full Hunter lyrics, as given to Phil Lesh (and first reproduced in David Dodd's book "The Complete Annotated Grateful Dead Lyrics") are:

Chopped olive sandwiches, roses and wine
Cold ripe persimmons, my sweet Clementine

There's a chill in the meadow, of bottomless time
I go on, I go on, I cannot fill my cup
There's a hole in the bottom, the spring has dried up

I run through the forests of linear time
Chop through the branches and cut through the vines

I'll be back in a moment, though it may take me years
In the lava rock canyons corroded with fears
Of corruptible bodies and grief beyond tears

I'll go on till I hear the sweet voices behind
That I've left for the comfort of cold Clementine

The only versions with lyrics that circulate are 20 Jan, 23 Jan and 2 Feb 1968 (on "So Many Roads") and 26 Jan 1969 (other versions circulate as jams only). Thanks to Brad Dilli, Melanie Ryan, Jeff Lester, Andrew Sonnabend and Ihor Slabicky for their help with the lyrics.

This is the 2 Feb 1968 version:

Chopped olive sandwiches, roses and wine
Red ripe persimmons, my sweet Clementine (note 1)
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 of linear time
(A field full) of voices, sweet voices behind (note 2)
I've left for the comfort of cold Clementine

Notes
(1) the 20 Jan 1968 version is "Cold ripe persimmons"
(2) the 23 Jan 1968 version is "... never was mine"

The 20 Jan 1968 version is essentially the same as the 2 Feb one, but with the first verse only. The 23 Jan 1968 version has Jerry singing the first verse, then repeating the first two lines of the first verse, followed by the third and fourth lines of the second verse.

The 26 Jan 1969 version is a more complete one:

Chopped olive sandwiches, roses and wine
Cold ripe persimmons, my sweet Clementine
There's a chill in the meadow of bottomless time
I go on, I go on, I can't fill my cup
There's a hole in the bottom, the spring has dried up
Just a thought for the moment, it never was mine
Just like a (fat through) and cut past the vines
I run through the forests of linear time

I go on, I go on, I can't fill my cup

I go on, I go on, though it might take me years
In the lava rock canyons all corroded with fears
Corruptible bodies and grief beyond tears




I go on till I hear the sweet voices behind
That I've left for the comfort of cold Clementine

Overall Meaning

The Grateful Dead’s song Clementine, written by Robert Hunter and music composed by bass player Phil Lesh, was played a handful of times by the band in 1968. The lyrics for the song are not included in Hunter’s book “Box of Rain”, but he has confirmed that he did indeed write it. The song should not be confused with the traditional “Oh My Darling Clementine”. The lyrics describe a search for something or someone that is unattainable, focusing on a longing for Clementine, who is described as being as cold as the comfort she provides. Throughout the song, there is a sense of melancholy and yearning, as the singer laments his empty cup and the hole in the bottom meaning that his well has run dry. He also reflects throughout the lyrics on the forest, time, and other emotions.


The lyrics of the song evoke a sense of mystery with dream-like symbols such as the chopped olive sandwiches, roses and wine, and cold ripe persimmons. The singer is searching for something that seemingly can never be found, and the song builds to a haunting climax when the singer describes the comfort Clementine provides as cold. The sense of desperation in his search for a sense of comfort as he faces the abyss of bottomless time, and the final lines hint at a sense of grief beyond tears.


Line by Line Meaning

Chopped olive sandwiches, roses and wine
The extravagant materials that describe the setting of the lyric.


Cold ripe persimmons, my sweet Clementine
The singer is lamenting over the loss of someone dear named Clementine.


There's a chill in the meadow, of bottomless time
The lyrical setting draws the singer to recall past memories of the lost Clementine.


I go on, I go on, I cannot fill my cup
The artist's mind is consumed by the loss and despair, making it nearly impossible for them to move on.


There's a hole in the bottom, the spring has dried up
Some vital element, which might have helped the artist to move on from the grief, seems to be missing.


I run through the forests of linear time
In search of answers, the singer runs through various dimensions of past and present.


Chop through the branches and cut through the vines
The singer continues running through the forest, moving past all obstructions that come their way.


I'll be back in a moment, though it may take me years
The artist assures that they will return to their loved ones, even if it takes a long time.


In the lava rock canyons corroded with fears
The artist has traveled to places of great danger and despair on their journey to recover from their grief.


Of corruptible bodies and grief beyond tears
The artist has seen unimaginable loss and pain in their journey.


I'll go on till I hear the sweet voices behind
The singer will continue their journey, motivated by the hope to reunite with their loved ones.


That I've left for the comfort of cold Clementine
In the artist's journey, they have left behind their loved ones, including Clementine, in search of answers and healing.




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