The Singing Scoutmaster: My Grandfather's Clock

My CGrandfather's Gclock was too Clarge for the Fshelf

So it Cstood 90 Gyears on the Cfloor C

It was Ctaller by Ghalf than the Cold man him-Fself

Tho' it Cweighed not a Gpennyweight Cmore C

It was Cbought on the morn, of the Fday that he was Cborn

And was Calways his D7treasure and Gpride G

But it Cstopped - Gshort - Cnever to go a-Fgain

When the Cold Gman Cdied C

BRIDGE:

90 Cyears without Fslumber-Cing C(tic toc tic toc)

His Clife seconds Fnumber-Cing C(tic toc, tic toc)

But it Cstopped - Gshort - Cnever to go a-Fgain

When the Cold Gman Cdied C

In Cwatching its Gpendulum Cswing to and Ffro

Many Chours had he Gspent as a Cboy C

And in Cchildhood and Gmanhood the Cclock seemed to Fknow

And to Cshare both his Ggrief and his Cjoy C

For it Cstruck 24 when he Fentered at the Cdoor

With a Cblooming and D7beautiful Gbride G

But it Cstopped - Gshort - Cnever to go a-Fgain

When the Cold Gman Cdied C

My Cgrandfather Gsaid that of Cthose he could Fhire

Not a Cservant so Gfaithful he'd Cfound C

For it Cwasted no Gtime and Chad but one de-Fsire

At the Cclose of each Gweek to be Cwound C

Yes it Ckept in its place, not a Ffrown upon its Cface

And its Chands never D7hung by its Gside G

But it Cstopped - Gshort - Cnever to go a-Fgain

When the Cold Gman Cdied C

Then it Crang an a-Glarm in the Cdead of the Fnight

An a-Clarm that for Gyears had been Cdumb C

And we Cknew that his Gspirit was Cpluming its Fflight

That his Chour of de-Gparture had Ccome C

Still the Cclock kept the time, with a Fsoft and muffled Cchime

As we Csilently D7stood by his Gside G

But it Cstopped - Gshort - Cnever to go a-Fgain

When the Cold Gman Cdied C