Chorus:
I sell the morning paper sir, my name is Jimmie Brown,
Ev’rybody knows me, I'm the newsboy of the town.

You can hear me yelling “Morning Star”, walking on the street
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 paper sir, my name is Jimmie Brown.

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Im awful cold and hungry sir ,my clothes are mighty thin;
I wander ‘bout from place to place, my daily bread to win.

My father died a drunkard sir ,I've heard my mother say;
I am helping Mother sir, as I journey on my way.

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My mother always tells me sir ,there’s nothing in the world to lose;
I'll get a place in Hea-ven sir, to sell the Gospel news.

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I sell the morning paper sir, my name is Jimmie Brown.