{"id":83486,"date":"2010-11-09T22:34:00","date_gmt":"2010-11-09T21:34:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.re-actio.com\/wordpress\/?p=83486"},"modified":"2025-05-31T01:07:36","modified_gmt":"2025-05-30T23:07:36","slug":"fundstueck-8423685","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.re-actio.com\/wordpress\/fundstueck-8423685\/","title":{"rendered":"Fundst\u00fcck ...."},"content":{"rendered":"
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\n(Spo\u00adken<\/u>)
\nWay down south, down a long dus\u00adty road, there's an old ramshack\u00adle hou\u00adse that nobo\u00addy lives in any\u00admo\u00adre. And if you walk down the hall and look, you'll see an old Grand\u00adfa\u00adthers Clock that don't run any\u00admo\u00adre. It's silent now, and it's cover\u00aded up with spi\u00adder webs. That was my Grand\u00adfa\u00adthers Clock. And this song is the sto\u00adry of that clock.<\/i><\/b><\/font><\/p>\n

(Sung<\/u>)
\nMy Grandfather's clock was too lar\u00adge for the shelf,
\nSo it stood nine\u00adty years on the floor.
\nIt was tal\u00adler by half than the old man himself,
\nThough it weig\u00adhed not a pen\u00adny\u00adweight more.<\/p>\n

It was bought on the morn of the day he was born,
\nIt was always his tre\u00ada\u00adsu\u00adre and pride,
\nAnd it stop\u00adped short, never to go again, when the old man died.<\/p>\n

In watching its pen\u00addulum swing to and fro,
\nMany hours he spent as a boy.
\nAnd in child\u00adhood and man\u00adhood the clock see\u00admed to know,
\nAnd it shared both his sor\u00adrow and joy.<\/p>\n

And it struck twen\u00adty-four when he ente\u00adred the door,
\nWith a bloo\u00adming and beau\u00adtiful bride,
\nAnd it stop\u00adped short, never to go again, when the old man died.<\/p>\n

Nine\u00adty years wit\u00adhout slum\u00adbe\u00adring, tick, tock, tick, tick,
\nIt's life seconds num\u00adbe\u00adring, tick tock, tick, tock,
\nAnd it stop\u00adped short, never to go again, when the old man died.<\/p>\n

My Grand\u00adfa\u00adther said that of tho\u00adse he could hire,
\nNot a ser\u00advant so faithful he found.
\nIt wasted no time and it had one desire,
\nAt the end of the week to be wound.<\/p>\n

And it stay\u00aded in its place, not a frown upon its face,
\nAnd it's hands never hung by it's side,
\nAnd it stop\u00adped short, never to go again, when the old man died.<\/p>\n

Now it rang an alarm in the still of the night,
\nAn alarm that for years had been dumb.
\nWe knew that his spi\u00adrit was plu\u00adming in flight,
\nThat his hour of depar\u00adtu\u00adre had come.<\/p>\n

Still the clock kept its time with a soft and muf\u00adfled chime,
\nAs we sil\u00adent\u00adly stood by his side,
\nAnd it stop\u00adped short, never to go again, when the old man died.<\/p>\n

Nine\u00adty years wit\u00adhout slum\u00adbe\u00adring, tick, tock, tick, tick,
\nIt's life seconds num\u00adbe\u00adring, tick tock, tick, tock,
\nAnd it stop\u00adped short, never to go again, when the old man died.<\/p>\n

(Spo\u00adken<\/u>)
\nAnd I've been thin\u00adking that some\u00adday, I'm going down
\nto my Grandpa's old hou\u00adse. And I'm gon\u00adna get that old clock.
\nAnd I'm gon\u00adna shi\u00adne it up. And I'm gon\u00adna oil it up good.
\nAnd get it fixed up pret\u00adty. And it'll keep time for me.
\nJust like it did for my Grandpa.
\n<\/p>\n

[Quel\u00adle]<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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