19.

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 rub off
When I shakes hands with you.
Or blow me a kiss,
And that’s lucky too!

Up where the smoke
Is all billered and curled,
‘Tween pavement and stars
Is the chimney-sweeps’ world.
When it’s hardly no day
Nor hardly no night,
There’s things half in shadows
And halfway in light.
On the rooftops of London,
Coo, what a sight!

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 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 may think a sweep’s
On the bottom-most rung;
Though I spends me time
In the ashes and smoke,
In this whole 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 rub off
When I shakes hands with you.
Or blow me a kiss,
And that’s lucky too!

Chim chiminey, chim chiminey,
Chim chim cheree,
When you’re with a sweep
You’re in glad company.
Nowhere is there a more ‘appier crew
Than them’s wot sings
Chim chim cheree, chim cheroo.
Chim chiminey chim chim
Cheree, chim cheroo!