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Artist: The Decemberists
Album: Her Majesty
Song: The Chimbley Sweep
Capo on 4th
B7(VII)
Em
A---------0-1-2----
E---------------0--
Em (A-0-1-) B (A-2-1-) A Em
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
D-------0h2- G-------0-0h2-0-
Em G A---0h2----- D C D---0h2---------
E-3--------- A-3-------------
To hear me weep, your day will come indeed,
Em G C A Em (A-0-1-) B7 Em
For I am a poor and a wretched boy, the chimbley, chimbley sweep
Em B A A Em
G--------4---2-2--------------------------------7-
D--2-2-5---5-----5-4--4-5-4-2--4-5-4-2--2h4/5/9---
Em B A A Em
B---------12---------------------------------------------------------------
G--9-9-12----12-11-11b12r11--11-9------------------------------------------
D---------------------------------9--------------7-9-7---------------------
A-----------------------------------12-10----10--------7-7h9-10-9-7-9-7----
E-----------------------------------------12-------------------------------
I am an orphan, an orphan boy, I’ve known no love, I’ve seen no mother’s joy
A dirty doorstep, my cradle lay, my fortune’s made I’ll shake you from your sleep
(A--0-1-2-1-0-----
E------------3-0-)
To hear me weep, your day will come indeed
For I am a poor and a wretched boy, the chimbley chimbley sweep
Em B A A Em
G--------2/4-----2---------------------------------7-
D--2-2-5-----5-5---5-4--4-5-5-4-2--4-5-5-4-2--2/9----
Em B A A Em Em
G--------------7----------------------------------------
D----2-4-5-7-9---5-7/-7-5-7--7p5---7p5---7p5---7p5------
A--------------------------------7-----7-----7-----7--7-
Oh, lonely urchin, the widow cried, 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, the chimbley chimbley sweep
For I am a poor and a wretched boy, chimbley chimbley sweep
Em
B--5p3p0----------
G--------2-0------
D------------4-2--
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