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
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 x2
I choose me bristles with pride Yes, I do
A broom for the shaft And a broom for the flume
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!
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!
