Hợp âm My Grandfather’s Clock
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My
C
Grandfather’s
G
clock was too
Am
large for the
F
shelf,So it
C
stood ninety
G
years on the
C
floor.It was
C
taller by
G
half than the
Am
old man
F
himself,Though it
C
weighed not a
G
pennyweight
C
more. It was
C
bought on the
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morn of the
Dm
day he was
G
born,And twas
C
always his
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treasure and
Dm
pride
G
,But it
C
stopped
G
short,
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never to go
F
again, when the
C
old
G
man
C
died. Ninety
C
years without slumbering, tick, tock, tick, tock,It’s
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life seconds numbering, tick tock, tick, tock,But it
C
stopped
G
short,
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never to go
F
again, when the
C
old
G
man
C
died. In
C
watching its
G
pendulum
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swing to and
F
fro,Many
C
hours had he
G
spent as a
C
boy.And in
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childhood and
G
manhood the
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clock seemed to
F
know,And it
C
shared both his
G
sorrow and
C
joy. For it
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struck
twenty-
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four when he
Dm
entered the
G
door,With a
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blooming and
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beautiful
Dm
bride
G
,But it
C
stopped
G
short,
Am
never to go
F
again, when the
C
old
G
man
C
died........u.u.u.u..
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