Chim chiminey 

Chim chiminey 

Chim chim cher-ee! 

A sweep is as lucky 

As lucky can be 



Chim chiminey 

Chim chiminey 

Chim chim cher-oo! 

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 bottommost rung 



Though I spends me time 

In the ashes and soot 

In this 'ole wide world 

There's no 'appier bloke 



Up where the smoke is 

All billered and curled 

'Tween pavement and stars 

Is the chimney sweep world 



When the's 'ardly no day 

Nor 'ardly no night 

There's things 'alf in shadow 

And 'alf way in light 

On the roof tops of London 

Coo, what a sight! 



I choose me bristles with pride 

Yes, I do 

A broom for the shaft 

And a broom for the flume 



Though I'm covered with soot 

From me 'ead to me toes 

A sweep knows 'e's welcome 

Wherever 'e goes 



Chim chiminey 

Chim chiminey 

Chim chim cher-ee! 

When you're with a sweep 

You're in glad company 



No where is there 

A more 'appier crew 

Than them wot sings 

"Chim chim cher-ee 

Chim cher-oo!" 

On the chim chiminey 

Chim chim cher-ee 

Chim cher-oo! 



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