Chim Chim Cher-ee (From "Mary Poppins")

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheree

A sweep is as lucky as lucky can be

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheroo

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 must think of sweeps on the bottommost rung

Though I spends me time in the ashes and smoke

In this whole wide world there's no happier blokes

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheree

A sweep is as lucky as lucky can be

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheroo

Good luck will rub off when I shakes hands with you

I chews me bristles with pride, yes I do

A brush for the shop and a brush for the flue

(Oh, it's awfully dark and gloomy up there)

(There now, you see how people might be?)

(That there's what I might call a doorway to a place of enchantment)

Up where the smoke is all billowed and curled

'Tween pavement and stars is the chimney sweep's world

Where there's hardly no day, nor hardly no night

Best things half in shadow and halfway in light

On the rooftops of London

(Coo, what a sight)

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheree

When you're with a sweep you're in glad company

Nowhere is there a more happier crew

Than them what sings chim-chim cheree, chim cheroo

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheree

When you're with a sweep you're in glad company

Nowhere is there a more happier crew

Than them what sings chim-chim cheree, chim cheroo

Chim-chimmeny, chim-chim

Cheree, chim-chim

Chim-chim, chim-chimmeny, chim-chim cheroo