Chimbley Sweep Lyrics - Her Majesty - Decemberists

I am a chimbley, a chimbley sweep 

No bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet 

On a rooftop, in dead of night 

You? ll hear me cry, I? ll shake you from your sleep 

To hear me weep, your day will come indeed 

For I am a poor and a wretched boy 

A chimbley, chimbley sweep 

I am an orphan, an orphan boy 

I? ve known no love, I've seen no mother? s joy 

A dirty doorstep, my cradle lay 

My fortunes made, I? ll shake you from your sleep 

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To hear me weep, your day will come indeed 

For I am a poor and a wretched boy 

A chimbley, chimbley sweep 

"Oh, lonely urchin," the widow cries 

"I've not been swept since the day my husband died" 

Her cheeks are blushing, her legs lay bare 

And shipwrecked there, I? ll shake you from your sleep 

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To hear me weep, your day will come indeed 

For I am a poor and a wretched boy 

A chimbley, chimbley sweep 

For I am a poor and a wretched boy 

A chimbley, chimbley sweep