Decemberists - Chimbley sweep

^EmI am a chimbley, a ^B7chimbley sweep ^AmNo bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet ^EmUpon the rooftops in ^B7dead of night ^AmYou'll hear me cry, I'll shake you from your ^Emsleep To hear me ^Gweep "^DYour day will co^Cme indeed ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep."

^EmI am an orphan, ^B7an orphan boy ^AmI've known no love, I've seen no mother's joy ^EmA dirty doorstep ^B7my cradle laid ^AmMy fortune's made: I'll shake you from your ^Emsleep To hear me ^Gweep "^DYour day will co^Cme indeed. ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep."

&^Emquot;O lonely urch^B7in!" the widow cried &^Amquot;I've not been swept since the day my husband died." ^EmHer cheeks a blushing, her ^B7legs laid bare ^AmAnd shipwrecked there I'll shake you from your ^Emsleep To hear me ^Gweep "^DYour day will co^Cme indeed. ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep." ^EmFor I am a ^Gpoor and a ^Cwretched ^Amboy A ^Emchimbley ^B7chimbley ^Emsweep."