My grandfather's clock was too big 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) Tick tock, tick tock His life seconds numbering (tick tock, tick tock) Tick tock, tick tock It stopped Short Never to go again When the old man died In watching it's 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 blushing and beautiful bride But it stopped (tock) Short (tick tock) Never to go again When the old man died When the old man died