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!