I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown

Everybody knows that I am the best newsboy in town

You could hear me yelling Morning Star runnin' along the street

I've got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet



Never mind sir how I look don't look at me and frown

I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown

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I'm awful cold and hungry sir my clothes are mighty thin

I wander about from place to place my daily bread to win

My father died a drunkard sir I've heard my mother say

And I am helping mother sir as I journey on my way

My mother always tells me sir well don't you feel so blue

You'll get a place in heaven son to sell the Gospel News

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I sell the morning papers sir...