​Meines Großvater’s Uhr lyrics and chords

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.

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