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Christopher Drummond is now fast asleep

Died in a chimney they forced him to sweep

Seven years old he was earning his keep

He was a slave of child labour


Christopher Drummond eighteen seven-two

Climbed to his death for no reason he knew

Drew his last breath in a fernery flue

He was a slave of child labour


Chorus:

Robbed of a childhood with no chance to play

Child labour slaves are still slaving today


Washington Hall home of Isaac L Bell

Witness to all as it rang the death knell

For this small boy in a luxury hell

He was slave of child labour


Chimney Sweeps Act more than 30 years old

But it’s a fact kids were bought & were sold

Christopher Drummond lay lifeless & cold

He was a slave of child labour


Chorus:


What of the master the vile Thomas Clark

6 months in jail was a walk in the park

Compared to choking to death  in the dark

Dead was this slave of child labour


Christopher’s body pulled down by a rope

Lay in The Cross Keys a pub where all hope

Left his young soul as they washed him with soap

Dead was this slave of child labour


Christopher Drummond - Chimney Sweep