Chim Chim Cher-ee

Chim Chim Cher-ee - Ray Conniff & The Singers

Chim chiminy

Chim chiminy

Chim chim cher-ee

A sweep is as lucky

As lucky can be

Chim chiminy

Chim chiminy

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

Hs 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

I choose me bristles with pride

Yes I do

A broom for the shaft

And a brush for the flue

Though I'm covered with soot

From me 'ead to me toes

A sweep knows 'e's welcome

Wherever 'e goes

A sweep knows 'e's welcome

Wherever 'e goes

Up where the smoke is

All billowed 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 rooftops of London

Coo what a sight

Chim chiminy

Chim chiminy

Chim chim cher-ee

When you're with a sweep

You're in glad company

Nowhere is there

A more happier crew

Than them what sings

Chim chim cher-ee

Chim cher-oo

Chim chim chiminy

Chim chim

Cher-ee chim cher-oo

Chim chim cher-oo