Nhạc sĩ: Henry Clay Work
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My Grandfather's Clock
The Old Man and His Self
The Old Man and His Self
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 the door
With a blooming and beautiful bell
But it stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
Ninety years without slumbering
Tick-tock, tick-tock, his life's second snom ring
Tick-tock, tick-tock, it stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
It stopped, short, never to go again
When the old man died
It stopped, short, never to go again