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I sell the morning paper sir
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My name is Jimmie Brown
Everybody knows me 
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I'm the newsboy of the town

You can hear me yelling "Morning Star" 
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Running along the street
Got no hat upon my head 
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No shoes upon my feet

Never mind sir how I look 
                     D7
Don't look at me and frown
I sell the morning paper sir 
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My name is Jimmie Brown

I'm awful cold and hungry sir 
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My clothes is mighty thin
Wander about from place to place 
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My daily bread to win

My father died a drunkard sir 
                     D7
I've heard my mother say
I am helping mother sir 
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As I journey on my way

My mother always tells me sir 
                             D7
I've nothing in the world to lose 
I'll get a place in heaven sir 
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To sell the gospel news