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JIMMY BROWN THE NEWSBOY (A.P. Carter) Flatt & Scruggs - 1951 Mac Wiseman - 1959 Lonnie Donegan - 1960 Skeeter Davis - 1968 Also recorded by: The Carter Family; Roger Miller; George Hamilton IV; Foster & Allen; Bill Monroe; Carl Smith; Norman Blake; Clarence White; Peter Rowan; Jim Greer & The Mac-O-Chee Valley Folks; Ronnie McCoury; Roy Clark; Tom T. Hall; The Country Gentlemen:................and many others. I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows I am the newsboy of the town You can hear me yelling "Morning Star", walking on the street Got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows I am the newsboy of the town Im very cold and hungry, Sir, my clothes are worn and thin I wander about from place to place, my daily bread I win Don't never mind, Sir, how I look, don't swear at me or frown I sell the morning paper, 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 I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows me I am the newsboy of the town My Mother always tells me, Sir, I've nothing in the world to lose I'll get a place in Heaven, Sir, to sell the Gospel News I sell the morning paper, Sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Most ev'rybody knows me I am the newsboy of the town ********** As recorded by SKEETER DAVIS: He sells the morning paper, his name is Jimmy Brown Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town You can hear him yelling "Morning Star", runnning along the street Got no hat upon his head, no shoes upon his feet Never mind, sir, how he looks, don't look at him and frown He sells the morning paper, his name is Jimmy Brown He's awful cold and hungry, his clothes are mighty thin He wanders round from place to place, his daily bread to win His father died a drunkard I've heard his mother say Now he helps his mother as he journeys on his way His mother always tells me he's nothing in the world to lose He'll get a place in Heaven to sell the Gospel News He sells the morning paper, his name is Jimmy Brown Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town

    


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