Tick Tock
I'm a tall old-fashioned clock,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Though I chatter all the day,
Two words only do I say,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
I'm a curious old clock,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
And a carved old oaken case,
Both my hands are on my face,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Once Miss Bessie tore her frock,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Nurse then put her into bed,
She was cross—I only said
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Master Bertie did me mock,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Then he shook me till I stopped,
I cried when he to bed was popped,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Once his head got such a knock,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
That they thought he'd surely die,
While he screamed I made reply,
Tick-tock! Tick-tock!
Nurse will oft the cradle rock,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
Near to me it stands, and I
Sing the baby's lullaby,
Tick-tock! tick-tock!
