Intro:
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cheree!
A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be.
Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cheroo!
Good luck will rub off when I shake ands with you,
Or blow me a kiss and that s lucky too.
Now as the ladder of life as been strung,
you may think a sweep s on the bottom most rung.
Though I spends me time in the ashes and smoke,
in this ole wide world there s no happier bloke.
Up where the smoke is all billered and curled,
Tween pavement and stars,
is the chimney sweep world.
When there s ardly no day nor hardly no night,
there s things alf in shadow and alfway in light,
On the rooftops of London, coo, what a sight!
2. Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim chim cheree!
When you re with a sweep you re in glad company.
Nowhere is there a more appier crew
Than them what sings "chim chim cheree, chim cheroo!"
Chim chiminey chim chim, cheree chim cheeroo!
I choose me bristles with pride, yes, I do:
A broom for the shaft and a brush for the flue.
Tough I m covered with soot from the ead to me toes,
A sweep knows es welcome wherever he goes.
Up where the smoke is all billered and curled,
Tween pavement and stars,
is the chimney sweep world.
When there s hardly no day nor hardly no night,
there s things half in shadow and halfway in light,
On the rooftops of London, coo, what a sight!