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 hands with you
Or blow me a kiss
And that's lucky too

Now as the ladder of life
Has been strung
You may think a sweep's
On the bottom-most rung

Though I spends me time
In the ashes and soot
In this ol' wide world
There's no happier bloke

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 half 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 head to me toes
A sweep knows he's welcome
Wherever he 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 happier crew
Than them wot sings
"Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!"
On the chim chiminey
Chim chim cher-ee
Chim cher-oo!