Jack in the Green, PART 1

Part 1 of Jack in the Green,It was in the early morning of the 21st of March when winter left the country of England. He left the door open from an old scabby cottage in Hastings, a small seaside town in Sussex. This was because spring would soon arrive and the first sunbeams were already gently finding their way all across the land and in particular towards the old cottage near the sea. The family living in the cottage were chimney sweeps and they usually made just enough money to bring food to their table and provide food for the few farm animals they had. During winter they hardly made any money, but soon everyone would start their spring cleaning and that always included giving the good old chimneys a decent run through. Perhaps this year they would earn enough money to buy some new curtains.Sing-a-long with the chimney sweeps song:(Verse1)In the town of Hastings, where the chimneys stand tall,The sweepers get ready, it's the start of it all.With brushes in hand and smiles on their faces,They're off to the rooftops, to all the old places. (Chorus)Sweep, sweep, sweep, the chimneys clean,Bringing joy to Hastings, like a dream.With soot on their faces and hearts so bright,They're earning new curtains, working day and night. (Verse 2)From dawn till dusk, they climb and they sweep,Through the narrow flues, and the chimneys so deep.The town folks cheer as the soot disappears,The sweepers keep going, conquering their fears. (Chorus)Sweep, sweep, sweep, the chimneys clean,Bringing joy to Hastings, like a dream.With soot on their faces and hearts so bright,They're earning new curtains, working day and night. (Bridge)Oh, the laughter and the songs they sing,Echo through the town, like the bells that ring.With every sweep, they're closer to their goal,New curtains for the windows, warming every soul. (Chorus)Sweep, sweep, sweep, the chimneys clean,Bringing joy to Hastings, like a dream.With soot on their faces and hearts so bright,They're earning new curtains, working day and night. (Outro)So here's to the sweepers, with their brushes and brooms,Bringing light to the chimneys, chasing away the gloom.In Hastings, they work with all their might,For those new curtains, they'll sweep through the night.Story, music and lyrics by Patrick J. A. KnightPatrick J. A. Knight© 2025 A Gravity ProductionUPC/EAN 195999044095ISAN: 0000-0007-64EF-0000-4-0000-0000-P