Song of the Month:

“Grandfather’s Clock”

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.

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.