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CoverMy Grandfather’s Clock [level: Medium]
arr. MB Krueger: Bio and other works | Robert J. Ward Choral Series
voicing: TTBB - TB solos | catalog number: SBMP 1394 | duration: 3:00 | price: $2.10
accompaniment: a cappella


Great tick-tock fun this one. A tenor soloist first tells the tale before the tune moves through the choir, only to be reiterated by a low bass. A great closer or encore, this is guaranteed to get a big round of applause.


performance by: Men of St. Martin's Chamber Choir - Timothy J. Krueger, conductor [© all rights reserved]

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CLICK HERE: Read the Text or Poem
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.

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.

Henry Clay Work (1832-1884)

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