The Clock On The Wall - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
THE CLOCK ON THE WALL. Copyright, 1886, by T. B. Harms & Co. 
Down by a river beside a flowing stream, Down in an orchard where birds sweetly dream; Down in a cottage beneath the starlight's gleam, Hangs a dear old clock upon the wall. And by night and by day it ever seems to say: "Tick tock, time is fleeting by, Hear me tick, hear me tock, I'm the old cottage clock, And for years I've lived and never die; And I'll still tick on when you're dead and gone, So make you hay while the sun shines." 
Chorus. . Tic-k-toc-k, Hark! I give you warning, Time will fly-to-morrow you die-So make you hay while the sun shines. 
Oft I remember when in the days gone by, Sitting so lonely I'd hear my mother sigh, As with a blessing she'd draw unto me nigh, And point to the clock upon the wall. 'Tis the same sad song, 'twill ever roll along: "Tick tock, time is fleeting by, Hear me tick, hear me tock, I'm the old cottage clock, And for years I've lived and never die; And I'll still tick on when you're dead and gone, So make you hay while the sun shines." -Chorus 
Hark! 'tis a warning that ever seems to say: "Up, and be doing, there'll come a rainy day; Bright sunny hours will soon fade away, So list to the clock upon the wall." 'Tis the same sad song, 'twill ever roll along: "Tick tock, time is Meeting by, Hear me tick, hear me tock. I'm the old cottage clock, And for years I've lived and never die; And I'll still tick on when you're dead and gone, So make you hay while the sun shines." -Chorus.