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 him self
though it weighed not a pennyweight more
It was brought on the morn of the day that he was born
and has always his treasure and pride
But it stopped, short never to go again when the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering
Ticktock ticktock
His life seconds numbering
Ticktock ticktock
It stopped, short never to go again when the old man died
When the old man died