He sells the morning papers
His name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town
You could hear me yelling
Morning Star, run along the street
Got no hat upon his head
No shoes upon his feet
Never mind, sir how he looks
Don't look at him and frown
He sells the morning papers
His name is Jimmy Brown
He's awful cold and hungry
His clothes are mighty thin
He wanders round from place to place
His daily bread to win
His father died a drunkard
I've heard his mother say
Now he helps his mother as he journeys on his way
His mother always tells me
He's nothing in the world to lose
He'll get a place in heaven to sell the Gospel News
He sells the morning papers
His name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town
His name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town
You could hear me yelling
Morning Star, run along the street
Got no hat upon his head
No shoes upon his feet
Never mind, sir how he looks
Don't look at him and frown
He sells the morning papers
His name is Jimmy Brown
He's awful cold and hungry
His clothes are mighty thin
He wanders round from place to place
His daily bread to win
His father died a drunkard
I've heard his mother say
Now he helps his mother as he journeys on his way
His mother always tells me
He's nothing in the world to lose
He'll get a place in heaven to sell the Gospel News
He sells the morning papers
His name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town
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