The Clock Watcher

The Clock watcher I am the clock watcher I watch it all day From the cock crows in the morning Till we stop making hay I am the clock watcher And you might ask why Is my life so dreary As the clock ticks on by I am the clock watcher And you might wonder Am I waiting on death Or am I waiting on thunder I am the clock watcher And some think me weird But it’s okay to be different And better than feared I am the clock watcher And some think me wrong As they go through their day With a smile and a song I am the clock watcher Please don’t pity me For I fix the clocks For the church and clergy