Lyrics: My Grandfather's Clock

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 treasure and pride

But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short never to go again
When the old man died

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro
Many hours had he spent while 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
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
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short never to go again
When the old man died

My grandfather said that of those he could hire
Not a servant so faithful he found
For it wasted no time, and had but one desire
At the close of each week to be wound
And it kept in its place
Not a frown upon its face
And its hand never hung by its side

But it stopped short never to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short never to go again
When the old man died

It rang an alarm in the dead of the night
An alarm that for years had been dumb
And we knew that his spirit was pluming his 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
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
His life seconds numbering
Tick, tock, tick, tock
It stopped short never to go again
When the old man died