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When hawthorn buds are creaming white	A
And the red foolscap all stuck with may	B
Then lasses walk with eyes alight	A
And it's chimney sweepers' dancing day	B
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For the chimney sweeps of Cheltenham town	C
Sooty of face as a swallow of wing	D
Come whistling singing dancing down	C
With white teeth flashing as they sing	D
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And Jack in the green by a clown in blue	E
Walks like a two legged bush of may	B
With the little wee lads that wriggled up the flue	E
Ere Cheltenham town cried dancing day	B
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For brooms were short and the chimneys tall	F
And the gipsies caught 'em these blackbirds cheap	G
So Cheltenham bought them spry and small	F
And shoved them up in the dark to sweep	G
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For Cheltenham town was cruel of old	H
But she has been gathering garlands gay	B
And the little wee lads are in green and gold	H
For it's chimney sweepers' dancing day	B
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And red as a rose and blue as the sky	I
With teeth as white as their faces are black	J
The master sweeps go dancing by	I
With a gridiron painted on every back	J
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But when they are ranged in the market place	K
The clown's wife comes with an iron spoon	L
And cozens a penny for her sweet face	K
To keep their golden throats in tune	L
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Then hushing the riot of that mad throng	M
And sweet as the voice of a long dead May	B
A wandering pedlar lifts 'em a song	M
Of chimney sweepers' dancing day	B
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And the sooty faces they try to recall	F
As they gather around in their spell struck rings	N
But nobody knows that singer at all	F
Or the curious old time air he sings	N
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Why are you dancing O chimney sweeps of Cheltenham	B
And where did you win you these may coats so fine	O
For some are red as roses and some are gold as daffodils	P
But who ah who remembers now a little lad of mine	O
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Lady we are dancing as we danced in old England	Q
When the may was more than may very long ago	R
As for our may coats it was your white hands lady	S
Filled our sooty hearts and minds with blossom white as snow	R
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It was a beautiful face we saw wandering through Cheltenham	B
It was a beautiful song we heard very far away	B
Weeping for a little lad stolen by the gipsies	P
Broke our hearts and filled 'em with the glory of the may	B
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Many a little lad had we chirruping in the chimney tops	P
Twirling out a sooty broom a blot against the blue	E
Ah but when we called to him and when he saw and ran to her	T
All our winter ended and our world was made anew	E
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Then she gave us may coats of gold and green and crimson	U
Then with a long garland she led our hearts away	B
Whispering Remember though the boughs forget the hawthorn	V
Yet shall I return to you that was your lady May	B
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But why are you dancing now O chimney sweeps of Cheltenham	B
And why are you singing of a May that is fled	W
O there's music to be born though we pluck the old fiddle strings	P
And a world's May awaking where the fields lay dead	W
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And we dance dance dreaming of a lady most beautiful	X
That shall walk the green valleys of this dark earth one day	B
And call to us gently O chimney sweeps of Cheltenham	B
I am looking for my children Awake and come away	B

Alfred Noyes

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