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Out on the corner standin' so bold |
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Stood a little paper boy so hungry and cold |
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And as the crowd came passin' by |
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These words he said with tears in his eyes |
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"Please buy a paper from me |
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So I can get me somethin' to eat |
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My clothes are ragged, no shoes on my feet" |
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Said the little paper boy, there on the street |
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"Out in this cold wide world all alone |
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I have no place on this earth to call home |
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I haven't had the chance that other kids had |
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I have no mother, nor even a dad" |
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"So please buy a paper from me |
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So I can get me somethin' to eat |
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My clothes are ragged, no shoes on my feet" |
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Said the little paper boy, there on the street |
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Early next mornin' as the crowd passed by |
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The little boy was gone and they wondered why |
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They started searchin' and then found him dead |
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He died with the papers under his head |
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No one was there, his body to claim |
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There he was lying but he felt no pain |
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Now he has gone up to Heaven we know |
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The little paper boy who died in the snow |
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There ya have it, friends |