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,
Chimbley Chimbley Sweep

I am an orphan, an orphan boy
I've known no love; I've seen no mother's joy
On a dirty doorstep, my cradle lay
My fortune 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,
Chimbley Chimbley Sweep

A 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

To hear me weep Your day will come indeed
For I am a poor and a wretched boy,
Chimbley Chimbley Sweep
For I am a poor and a wretched boy,
Chimbley Chimbley Sweep