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My grandfather's clock was to 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 stopp'd 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,
And alarm that for years had been dumb
And we know 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 stopp'd 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.

But it stopp'd short, Never to go again,
When the old man died