Grandfather's Clock-The Radio Revellers/Boston Promenade Orchestra

My Grandfather's Clock - The Radio Revellers Written by：Henry Clay Work/Murphy 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 It was always his treasure and pride But it stopped short Never to go again When the old man died In watching its pendulum swing to and fro Not a servant so faithful he found For it wasted no time and had but one desire At the close of each week to be wound And it kept in its place with a frown upon its face And its hands never hung by its side But it stopp'd short never to go again When the old man died But it stop never 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 But it stopp'd short live is crazy When the old man died