A popular song from 1900.
Words and music by H. H. Godfrey.
Sheet music provided by Nicholas Leunissen:
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne:
Lyrics
- When I was a lad, and I shirked my tasks
My father used to say
“Just notice how the Kitchen clock
Keeps ticking all the day
It never falters, never stops
And that’s the reason why
Upon the time it’s dial tells
You always can rely
And ever since I try to think
When faced by doubt or fear
That I hear my father’s Kitchen clock
Ticking loud and clear
Chorus
Tic-Tac-Toc went my father’s clock
Merrily, cheerily Tic-Tac-Toc
When a doubt you feel gently o’er you steal
Listen to the clock with its Tic-Tac-Toc
- When war had come why I took my gun
And sailed across the seas
And bade “goodbye” to Canada
To comfort and to ease
The burning heat the dreadful thirst
And the with’ring hail of lead
Made me and many others wish
That we were home or dead
But when the danger greatest seemed
And all was dark and drear
Like war-like music urging on
A sound I seemed to hear
Chorus
Tic-Tac-Toc went my father’s clock
“Keep it up, never stop” Tic-Tac-Toc
“Britons never quail, Britons never fail”
Said my father’s clock with it’s Tic-Tac-Toc
- When I from the war had, safe, returned
In age and stature grown
I met a rogue-ish lassie whom
I wished to call my own
But when it came to asking her
Why I could not say a word
But blushed and stammer’d, really
In a manner most absurd
Till suddenly I seemed to hear
A sound which urged me on
I asked the question there and then
And thus my bride was won
Chorus
Tic-Tac-Toc went my father’s clock
“Kiss her Jack, take it back” Tic-Tac-Toc
“Never be afraid to kiss a pretty maid”
Said my father’s clock with its Tic-Tac-Toc
Sung here by Vancha March: