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Date: 9/4/96; 6:38:08 PM
From: Bob Shilling 
Subject: Jimmy Brown the Newsboy

Jimmy Brown the Newsboy
A.P.Carter

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1. You will hear me yelling "Morning Star" as I
2.          Never mind, sir, how I look,  Don't
3.          Mother always tells me sir,   I've


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   run along the street;    I have no hat upon my head,  No
   look at me and frown;    I sell the morning papers sir, My
   nothin' in the world to lose; I'll get aplace in Heaven sir,  To


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   shoes upon my feet.     I'm awful cold and hungry sir,   My
   name is Jimmie Brown.   My father was a drunkard sir,    I've
   sell the Gospel News.   So, never mind, sir how I look,  Don't


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   clothes are torn and thin;    I wander about from
   heard my mother say;          And I am helping
   look at me and frown;         I sell the morning


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   place to place,    my daily bread to win,
   mother, sir,     as I journey on my way.
   papers, sir,       my name is Jimmie Brown.



chorus:
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   I sell the morning papers, sir,  My name is Jimmie Brown;  Most

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   every-body knows I am the Newsboy of the town.