山姆大叔放音乐~《Grandfather's Clock》祖父的大钟

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

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.

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.