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Grandfather's Clock
by Burl Ives



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
Though it weighed not a pennyweight more.
It was bought on the morn of the day that he was born,
And was always his pleasure and pride.
But it stopped, short, never to go again,
When the old man died.

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

In watching the pendulum swing to and fro
Many hours he had spent as a boy.
And in childhood and manhoodthe clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twentyfour when he enteredat 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
His life seconds numbering
But 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 plumbi.ng for flight
That the 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
His life seconds numbering
But it stopped, short, never to go again,
When the old man died.
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Lyrics submitted by laura.