CHIM CHIM CHEREE

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 rup off when I shakes' and with you Or blow me a kiss and that's lucky, too Now, as the ladder of life 'as been strung You might 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 'appier bloke 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 rup off when I shakes' and with you 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 rup off when I shakes' and with you I choose me bristles with pride, yes, I do A broom for the shaft and a brush for the flue Up where the smoke is all billered and curled 'Tween pavement and starts is the chiminey, sweep world When there's 'ardly no day nor 'ardly no night There's things 'alf in shadow and 'allway in light On the rooftops of London, coo, what a sight! Chim chiminey, chim chiminey, chim, chim cheree! When you're with a sweep you're in glad company No where is there a more 'appier clew Than them wot sings “Chim, chim cheree, chim cheroo!” Chim chiminey, chim, chim cheree, chim cheroo!