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I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown |
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Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town |
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You can hear me yelling "Morning Star", as I run along the street |
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I've got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet |
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I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown |
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Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town |
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Never mind, Sir, how I look, don't look at me and frown |
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I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown |
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I'm awful cold and hungry, Sir, my clothes are mighty thin |
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I wander 'bout from place to place, my daily bread to win |
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I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown |
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Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town |
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My father was a drunkard, Sir, I've heard my mother say |
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And I am helping my Mother, Sir, as I journey on my way |
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My mother always tells me, Sir, I've nothing in the world to lose |
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I'll get a place in Heaven, Sir, selling the "Gospel News" |
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I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown |
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Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town |
