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Jimmy Brown the Newsboy Lyrics

I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
Most everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town
You can hear me yelling, "Morning Star", as I run along the street
I've got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet
I've got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet
I'm awfully cold and hungry sir, my clothes are torn and thin
I wander about 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
My father died a drunkard, sir, I've heard my mother say
And I am helping mother, sir, as I journey on my way
Mother always tells me, sir, I've nothing in the world to lose
I'll get a place in Heaven, sir, to sell the gospel news

So, 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
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