Jimmie Brown the Newsboy
 
   
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(G)I sell the morning paper sir   
My name is Jimmie(D7)Brown 
Everybody knows me 
I'm the newsboy of the(G)town 

You can hear me yelling "Morning Star" 
Running along the(D7)street 
Got no hat upon my head 
No shoes upon my(G)feet 

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

I'm awful cold and hungry sir 
My clothes is mighty(D7)thin 
Wander about from place to place 
My daily bread to(G)win 

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

My mother always tells me sir 
I've nothing in the world to(D7lose 
I'll get a place in heaven sir 
To sell the gospel(G)news