Decemberists - Chimbley sweep

^DmI am a chimbley, a ^E7chimbley sweep ^DmNo bed to lie, no shoes to hold my feet ^DmUpon the rooftops in ^E7dead of night ^DmYou’ll hear me cry, I’ll shake you from y^Dmour sleep To hear me ^Fweep "^GYour day will co^Fme indeed ^DmFor I am a ^Fpoor and a ^Fwretched ^Dmboy A ^Dmchimbley ^E7chimbley ^Dmsweep."

^DmI am an orphan, ^E7an orphan boy ^DmI’ve known no love, I’ve seen no mother’s joy ^DmA dirty doorstep ^E7my cradle laid ^DmMy fortune's made: I’ll shake you from you^Dmr sleep To hear me ^Fweep "^GYour day will co^Fme indeed. ^DmFor I am a ^Fpoor and a ^Fwretched ^Dmboy A ^Dmchimbley ^E7chimbley ^Dmsweep."

&^Dmquot;O lonely urch^E7in!" the widow cried &^Dmquot;I’ve not been swept since the day my husband died." ^DmHer cheeks a blushing, her ^E7legs laid bare ^DmAnd shipwrecked there I’ll shake you from you^Dmr sleep To hear me ^Fweep "^GYour day will co^Fme indeed. ^DmFor I am a ^Fpoor and a ^Fwretched ^Dmboy A ^Dmchimbley ^E7chimbley ^Dmsweep." ^DmFor I am a ^Fpoor and a ^Fwretched ^Dmboy A ^Dmchimbley ^E7chimbley ^Dmsweep."