My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf
So it stood 90 years on the floor
It was taller by half than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a penny weight more
It was bought on the morn of 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
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 it's pendulum swing to and fro
Many hours had he spent as boy
And in childhood and manhood the click seemed to know
And share both his grief and 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