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
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 stopped 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