Chim Chim Cher-ee

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 might think a sweep’s
On the bottommost rung

Though I spends me time
In the ashes and smoke
In this whole wide world
There’s no happier bloke

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

I choose my bristles with pride
Yes, I do
A broom for the shaft
And a broom for the flue
Up where the smoke is
All billered and curled
‘Tween pavement and stars
Is the chimney sweep world
When there’s hardly no day
Nor hardly no night
There’s things half in shadow
And halfway in light
On the rooftops of London
Coo, what a sight!

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 wot sings
Chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo!
Chim chimney
Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!