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Chim chimney, chim chimney, chim chim cher-ee
A sweep is as lucky as lucky can be
Chim chimney, chim chimney, chim chim cher-oo
Good luck will rub off when I shakes hands with you
Or blow me a kiss, and that's lucky too
Now as the ladder of life has 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 old wide world, there's no happier bloke
I choose me bristles with pride, yes I do
A broom for the shaft and a brush for the flue
Though I'm covered with soot from me head to me toes
A sweep knows he's welcome wherever he goes
Way up where the smoke is all billowed and curled
'Tween pavement and stars is the chimney sweep's world
When there's hardly no day and hardly no night
There's things off in shadow and off way in light
On the rooftops of London, cue what a song
Chim chimney, chim chimney, chim chim cher-ee
When you're with a sweep, you're in glad company
Nowhere is there a more happier crew
Than them what sings, "Chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo"
Chim chimney, chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo
Chim chimney, chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo
Chim chimney, chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo
Chim chimney, chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo