^AbI had a farmhouse ^FmWith a grandfather clock ^AbWhere I would teach time^Fm to my son ^AbOur lessons began At ^Fmtwelve o'clock sharp When the ^Abhands ^Dbwould come in as ^Ebone

I'd say "The ^Bbig hands count ^Gbminutes, it's ^Bso tightly ^Dbm7wound It ^Gbchases the small hand, to make hours go ^Abround" ^Db

^AbI taught Tho^Fmmas Constellations in the sky To tell ^Aba silver m^Dbaple from a ^Ebcottonwood I^Ab taught ^FmThomas

^AbBut what he never un^Ebderstood was [Chorus]

^GbTime, as I watched him grow ^DbTime, he would never know ^AbTime, where my regret res^Dbides ^GbTime, if I only knew ^DbThe what and how and who That time truly div^Ebide^Cms ^{Ab Fm}

^AbThere was a farmhouse ^FmWith a grandfather clock ^AbWhere one day I woke up a^Fmlone ^AbThey feared I was magic ^FmThey feared I was cursed ^AbBut mostly they feared the unknown

^BbThe big hand's the father The small hand's the ^Dbson And there ^Bbnever ^Bbmcame a ^Ebtime When they came back as o^Abne ^Fm

^AbI taught Thomas how to ^Fmcatch a firefly How to ^Abmake a pebble sk^Dbip and rowboat s^Ebkim ^AbShe took Thomas and ^Fmnever said goodbye ^AbThe one thing I could ^Dbnever give to ^Ebhim

Was ^Dbtime ^{Ab Db}Time ^{Eb Ab}I'm l^Bbmeft w^Bbith n^Ebothing Nothing but ^Abtim^Fme