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