COMPLETE LYRICS:
 
My grandfather's clock was too tall 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.

(Chorus)
Ninety years without slumbering, (tic toc tic toc)
His life's seconds numbering, (tic toc tic toc)
But it stopped, short, never to go again,
When the old man died.

In watching its pendulum swing to and fro,
Many hours he had spent when a boy,
And through childhood and manhood, the clock seemed to know,
And to share both his grief and his joy.
For it struck twenty-four when he entered at the door,
With a blooming and beautiful bride,
But it stopped, short, never to go again,
When the old man died.

(Repeat Chorus)

My grandfather said that of those he could hire,
Not a servant so faithful he'd found,
For it kept perfect time and it had one desire,
At the close of each day to be wound.
And it kept to its place, not a frown upon its face,
And its hands never hung by its side,
But it stopped, short, never to go again,
When the old man died.

(Repeat Chorus)

It rang an alarm in the still of the night,
An alarm that for years had been dumb,
And we knew that his spirit was pluming for flight,
That his hour of departure had come,
Still the clock kept the time,
With a soft and muffled chime,
As we silently stood by his side,
But it stopped, short, never to go again,
When the old man died.