Meines Großvater’s Uhr lyrics and chords
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Horst Heinz Henning
Meines (C) Großvater’s (G) Uhr hängt da (C) draussen im (F) Flur und macht (C) tick, ticke (G) tack, ticke (C) tick Sie geht zwar mit der (G) Zeit doch sie (C) nimmt sich viel (F) Zeit für ihr (C) tick, ticke (G) tack, ticke (C) tick Ja, mein Großvater war schon ein (D) Mann mit viel (G) Humor und die (C) Uhr die er mir einst ge-(G)-schenkt, sie macht (C) krrrk - (G) bim - und (C) manchmal bleibt sie (F) steh’n auch wenn sie (C) gar nicht (G) steht, sondern (C) hängt. Doch manchmal in der (G) Nacht, bin ich (C) plötzlich aufge-(F)-wacht durch das (C) tick, ticke (G) tack, ticke (C) tick Wenn es quietscht, wenn es (G) kracht, glaub ich (C) Großvater (F) lacht bei dem (C) tick, ticke (G) tack, ticke (C) tick. Ja, mein Großvater war ja schon (D) immer sonder-(G)-bar darum (C) kommt es mir oft in den (G) Sinn bei dem (C) krrrk - (G) bim - (C) drinnen in der (F) Uhr, steckt viel-(C)-leicht doch mein (G) Großvater (C) drin. Doch die (C) Zeit macht nicht (G) halt und auch (C) ich werde (F) alt bei dem (C) tick, ticke (G) tack, ticke (C) tick. Und als Großmutter (G) dann halt ich (C) meine Enkel (F) an: "Liebe (C) Kinder, ehrt das (G) tick, tacke (C) tick." Komm am Himmelstor ich an, nimmt mich (D) Petrus bei der (G) Hand schau zum (C) letzen Mal ich noch zu-(G)-rück - und mit (C) krrrk - (G) bim - hängt (C) immer noch an der (F) Wand, Großvaters (C) Uhr und macht (G) tick, tacke (C) tick - (G) Und macht (C) tick, ticke (G) tack, ticke (C) tick |
My grandfather’s clock
1876 Henry Clay Work 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's 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 hands 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's seconds numbering, (tick, tock, tick, tock), It stopped - short — never to go again — When the old man died. German Song Lyrics And Chords |
