Song Title | The Decemberists - The Chimbley Sweep Lyrics |
The Decemberists – The Chimbley Sweep Lyrics
I am a chimbley, a chimbley sweep
No bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet
Upon the rooftops 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 laid
My fortune’s made, 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.”
“O lonely urchin!” the widow cried,
“I’ve not been swept since the day my husband died.”
Her cheeks are blushing, her legs laid bare
And shipwrecked there, 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.”
For I am a poor and a wretched boy
A chimbley, chimbley sweep
[The Decemberists – The Chimbley Sweep Lyrics]
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Artist | The Decemberists Lyrics | |
Album | "Her Majesty" (2003) |
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