Jimmy Brown (a.k.a. Jimmy Brown, the News Boy)

I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I’m the newsboy of this town
You can hear me yelling morning star early on the street
I got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet
I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown

I’m awful cold and hungry sir my clothes are mighty thin
I wonder bout from place to place my daily bread to win
Never mind sir how I look don’t look at me and frown
I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown

I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I’m the newsboy of this town
You can hear me yelling morning star early on the street
I got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet
I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown

My father died a drunkard sir I’ve heard my mother say
Now I’m helping mother sir as I journey on my way
My mother always told me sir I’ve nothing in the world to lose
Got a place in Heaven sir to sell the gospel news

I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I’m the newsboy of this town
You can hear me yelling morning star early on the street
I got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet
I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown

I sell the morning paper sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I’m the newsboy of this town
You can hear me yelling morning star early on the street
I got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet
I sell the morning paper sir

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