My grandfather’s clock
was too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was born
And was always his pleasure and pride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the Old— Man— died
Chorus:
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick Tock Tick Tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick Tock Tick
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old— man— died.
He watched as its pendelum rocked to and fro
Many hours he had spent as a boy
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy
For it struck twenty-four
As he entered through the door
With a blooming and beautiful bride
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died
Chorus:
My Grandfather said that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it kept perfect time
And its only desire
At the close of each week to be wound
And it kept in its place
With a smile upon its face
And its hands never hung by its side
But it stopped short
Never to go again
When the old man died
Chorus:
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