Jimmy Brown The Newsboy

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I sell the morning paper, sir
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My name is Jimmy Brown,

Everybody knows I am,
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The Newsboy of the town.

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You will hear me yelling "Morning Star",
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As I run along the street,

I have no hat up on my head,
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No shoes upon my feet.

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I have no hat up on my head,
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No shoes upon my feet

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I'm awful cold and hungry, sir,
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My clothes are worn and thin,

I wander 'bout from place to place,
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My daily bread to win.

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

I sell the morning papers, sir,
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My name is Jimmy Brown.

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I sell the morning papers, sir,
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My name is Jimmy Brown.

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My Father died a drunkard, sir,
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I've heard my Mother say,

And I am helping Mother, sir,
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As I journey on my way.

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Mother always tells me, sir,
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I've nothing in this world to lose,

I'll get a place in Heaven, sir,
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To sell the Gospel News.

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

I sell the morning papers, sir,
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My name is Jimmy Brown.

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I sell the morning papers, sir,
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My name is Jimmy Brown