Jimmie Brown the Newsboy

Jimmie Brown the Newsboy - The Hit Crew

I sell the morning papers sir

My name is Jimmy Brown

Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town

You can hear me yelling Morning Star running along the street

Got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet

Got no hat upon my head no shoes upon my feet

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

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

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

Sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown

Sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown

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

I am helping mother sir as I journey on my way

My mother always tells me sir nothing in the world to lose

I'll get a place in heaven sir to sell the gospel news

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

I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown

I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown