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GRANDFATHER'S CLOCK (Henry Clay Work) My grandfather's clock was too tall for the shelf So it stood ninety years on the floor It was taller by half than the old man himself But it weighed not a pennyweight more It was bought on the morn on the day that he was born It was always his treasure and pride But it stopped, short, never to go again When the old man died Ninety years without slumbering Tic toc tic toc His life's seconds numbering Tic toc tic toc It stopped, short, never to go again When the old man died. In watching its pendulum swing to and fro Many hours he had spent when a boy And through childhood and manhood, the clock seemed to know And to share both his grief and his joy For it struck 24 when he entered at 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'd found, For it kept perfect time and it had one desire At the close of each day to be wound At it kept to its place, not a frown upon its face At its hands never hung by its side But it stopped, short, never to go again When the old man died CHORUS It rang an alarm in the still of the night, An alarm that for years had been dumb And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight That his hour of departure had come Still the clock kept the time With a soft and muffled chime As we silently stood by his side But it stopped, short, never to go again When the old man died ----------------------------------------------------------------- Before this song became popular, the floor standing clocks were known merely as tall clocks, and became known as grandfather clocks as a result of the singing of this song. recorded by Trickett on Streams of Time filename[ GRANCLOK TUNE FILE: GRANCLOK CLICK TO PLAY DC |
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