| Sweep, chimney sweep, is the common cry I keep
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| If you can but rightly understand me
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| Sweep, chimney sweep, is the common cry I keep
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| If you can but rightly understand me
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| With my brush, broom and my rake
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| With my brush, broom and my rake
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| See what cleanly work I make
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| With my hoe, with my hoe
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| With my hoe and my hoe
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| And it’s sweep, chimney sweep for me
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| Girls came up to my door I looked black as any Moor
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| I am constant and true as the day
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| Girls came up to my door I looked black as any Moor
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| I am constant and true as the day
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| With a bunch of ribbons gay
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| With a bunch of ribbons gay
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| Hanging down by my right knee
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| And there’s no one, and there’s no one
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| And there’s no one and no one
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| And there’s no one can call me on high
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| Arise girls, arise, wipe the sleep from off your eyes
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| Go and fetch to me some beer that I might swallow
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| Arise girls, arise, wipe the sleep from off your eyes
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| Go and fetch to me some beer that I might swallow
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| I can climb up to the top
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| I can climb up to the top
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| Without a ladder or a rope
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| And it’s there you, and it’s there you
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| And it’s there you and there you
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| And it’s there you will hear me ‘Hullo
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| Now here I do stand with my hoe all in my hand
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| Like some soldier that’s on the sentry
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| Now here I do stand with my hoe all in my hand
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| Like some soldier that’s on the sentry
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| I will work for a better sort
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| I will work for a better sort
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| And I’ll kindly thank them for it
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| I will work, I will work
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| I will work and I’ll work
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| And I’ll work for none but gentry |