Chimbley Sweep
The Decemberists
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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
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