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 smoke

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!