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  • 标题:My Grandfather's Clock (大きな古時計)

    标签: 电吉他

    艺人:群星

    专辑:Songs Of Whimsey And Rhyme Vol. 4

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 90

    歌词:
    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.

    In watching its pendulum
    Swing 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-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.

    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.

    My grandfather said
    That of those he could hire,
    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,
    Not a frown upon its face,
    And its hand never hung by its side.
    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.

    It rang an alarm
    In the dead 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.

    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.
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