My Grandfather’s Clock

My [C] Grandfather’s [G7] clock was too [C] tall for the [F] shelf

So it [C] stood 90 [G7] years on the [C] floor

It was taller by [G7] half than the [C] old man him-[F]self

Tho’ it [C] weighed not a [G7] pennyweight [C] more

It was bought on the morn, of the [F] day that he was [C] born

And was always his [D7] treasure and [G7] pride

But it [C¯] stopped [G7¯] short [C] never to go [F] again

When the [C] old [G7] man [C] died

90 years without [F] slumbering [C] tic toc, tic toc

His life seconds [F] numbering [C] tic toc, tic toc

But it [C¯] stopped [G7¯] short [C] never to go [F] again

When the [C] old [G7] man [C] died

In watching its [G7] pendulum [C] swing to and [F] fro

Many [C] hours had he [G7] spent as a [C] boy

And in childhood and [G7] manhood the [C] clock seemed to [F] know

And to [C] share both his [G7] grief and his [C] joy

For it struck 24 when he [F] entered at the [C] door

With a blooming and [D7] beautiful [G7] bride

But it [C¯] stopped [G7¯] short [C] never to go [F] again

When the [C] old [G7] man [C] died

My grandfather [G7] said that of [C] those he could [F] hire,

Not a [C] servant so [G7] faithful he [C] found;

For it wasted no [G7] time, and had [C] but one [F] desire -

At the [C] close of each [G7] week to be [C] wound.

And it kept in its place - not a [F] frown upon its [C] face,

And its hands never [D7] hung by its [G7] side.

But it [C¯] stopped [G7¯] short [C] never to go [F] again

When the [C] old [G7] man [C] died