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Doc Watson - Grandfather's Clock lyrics
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 And it weight not a penny's weight more It was bought on the morn that my grandpa 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 (tic tac tic tac) His life's seconds numbering (tic tac tic tac) But it stopped short never to go again When the old man died. (break) At watching its pendulum swing to and fro Many hours he had spent as a boy As he grew into manhood the clock seemed to know For it sharaed everyu sorrow and joy And it struck tewntyfour as he entered the door With his beautiful and blushing bride But it stopped short never to go again When the old man died (break) My grandfather said that of those he could hire Not a servant so faithful he'd found For it wasted no time and it had but one desire At the close of each week to be wound Yes it kept in its place but not a frown upon its face And its hands never hung by its side But it stopped short never to go again When the old man died (break) Then 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 for flight That his hour for departure had come Yes the clock kept the time With a soft and muffled chime As we stood there and watched by his side But it stopped short never to go again When the old man died |
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