I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the townYou can hear me yelling, "Morning Star", as I run along the street
I've got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feetI sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy brown
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the townNever mind, sir, how I look, don't look at me and frown
I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
I'm awful cold and hungry, sir, my clothes are mighty thin
I wander 'bout from place to place, my daily bread to winI sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the townMy father was a drunkard, sir, I've heard my mother say
And I am helping my mother, sir, as I journey on my way
My mother always tells me, sir, I've nothing in the world to lose
I'll get a place in Heaven, sir, selling the gospel newsI sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town
Songwriters
Alvin CarterPublished by
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