Chim Chim Cher-ee/March Over The Rooftops

Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-ee!
 A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-oo!
 Good luck will rub off when I shakes 'ands with you
 Or blow me a kiss and that's lucky too
 Now, as the ladder of life 'as been strung
 You might think a sweep's on the bottommost rung
 Though I spends me time in the ashes and smoke
 In this 'ole wide world there's no 'appier bloke
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-ee!
 A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-oo!
 Good luck will rub off when I shakes 'ands with you
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-ee!
 A sweep is as lucky, as lucky can be
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-oo!
 Good luck will rub off when I shakes 'ands with you
 I choose me bristles with pride, yes, I do
 A broom for the shaft and a brush for the flue
 Up where the smoke is all billered and curled
 'Tween pavement and stars is the chimney sweep world
 When there's 'ardly no day nor 'ardly no night
 There's things 'alf in shadow and 'alfway in light
 On the rooftops of London coo, what a sight!
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim-in-ey
 Chim chim cher-ee!
 When you're with a sweep you're in glad company
 Nowhere is there a more 'appier crew
 Than them wot sings, "Chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo!"
 On the
 Chim chim-in-ey, chim chim cher-ee, chim cher-oo!