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Johnny Cash - My Grandfathers Clock

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INTRO: Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock, 
 
D                A7             D             G
My grandfather's clock; Was too large for the shelf 
      D            A7           D
So it stood ninety years on the floor 
                 A7             D           G
It was taller by half; Than the old man him-self 
          D             A7           D
Though it weighed not a penny-weight more; 
                                  G               D
It was bought on the morn; Of the day that he was born 
                        E7       A7
And was always his trea-sure and pride 
       D           A7              D          G
But it {P} stopped {P} short - nev-er to go a-gain 
         D   A7  D
When the old man died. 
 
Refrain: 
D
Ninety years without slumbering 

(Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah!) (or Trad. Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock) 

His life seconds numbering 

(Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah!) (or Trad. Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock) 
   D           A7              D          G
It {P} stopped {P} short - nev-er to go a-gain 
         D   A7  D
When the old man died. 
   D           A7           D
My grandfather said that of those he could hire 
      D                A7     D
Not a servant so faith-ful he found 
                 A7           D          G
For it wasted no time and had but one de-sire 
       D             A7         D
At the close of each week to be wound 
                                 G               D
And it kept in its' place; not a frown upon its' face 
                     E7          A7
And its' hands never hung by its side 
       D           A7              D          G
But it {P} stopped {P} short - nev-er to go a-gain 
         D   A7  D
When the old man died. 
 
Refrain: 
 
Note. The following verse not on Johnny Cash's version. 
                    A7    D            G
In watching its pen-dulum swing to and fro 
     D            A7         D
Many hours had he spent as a boy 
                         A7        D             G
And in childhood and man-hood, the clock seem to know 
       D              A7            D
And to share both his grief and his joy. 
                                     G            D
For it struck twenty four when he en-ter'd at the door 
                         E7    A7
With a blooming and beau-tiful bride 
       D           A7              D          G
But it {P} stopped {P} short - nev-er to go a-gain 
         D   A7  D
When the old man died. 
 
Refrain: 
 
CHANGE TO E: 
   E         B7          E           A
It rang an a-larm in the dead of the night 
     E             B7             E
An a-larm that for years had been  * dumb 
                     B7         E            A
And we knew that his spirit was  * pluming for flight 
         E           B7          E
That his hour for de-parture had come. 
                                         A                E
Still the clock kept the time; with its' soft and muffled chimes 
              F#           B7
As we proudly stood by his side 
       E           B7              E          A
But it {P} stopped {P} short - nev-er to go a-gain 
         E   B7  E
When the old man died. 
 
Refrain: 
 
E Ninety years without slumbering 

(Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah!) (or Trad. Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock) 

His life seconds numbering 

(Dah dah dah dah, dah dah dah!) (or Trad. Tick, Tock, Tick, Tock) 
   E           B7              E          A
It {P} stopped {P} short - nev-er to go a-gain 
         E   B7  E
When the old man died. 
 
TAG: Repeat last line of refrain.
 
Enviado por: Fabio



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