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Grandfather's Clock - Burl Ives (伯尔·艾夫斯)
My grandfather's clockWas too large for the shelf
So it stood ninety years on the floorIt was taller by half
Than the old man himself
Though it weighed not a pennyweight moreIt was bought on the morn
Of the day that he was bornAnd was always his treasure and pride
But it stopped shortNever to go again
When the old man diedNinety years without slumbering
Tick Tock Tick TockHis life seconds numbering
Tick Tock Tick TockIt stopped short
Never to go againWhen the old man died
In watching its pendulumSwing to and fro
Many hours had he spent while a boy
And in childhood and manhood
The clock seemed to know
And to share both his grief and his joy
For it struck twenty-fourWhen he entered at the doorWith a blooming and beautiful bride
But it stopped shortNever to go again
When the old man diedFor it struck twenty-fourWhen he entered at the door
With a blooming and beautiful brideBut it stopped short
Never to go againWhen the old man diedIt rang an alarm
