G
I sell the morning paper sir
D7
My name is Jimmie Brown
Everybody knows me
G
I'm the newsboy of the town
You can hear me yelling "Morning Star"
D7
Running along the street
Got no hat upon my head
G
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
G
My name is Jimmie Brown
I'm awful cold and hungry sir
D7
My clothes is mighty thin
Wander about from place to place
G
My daily bread to win
My father died a drunkard sir
D7
I've heard my mother say
I am helping mother sir
G
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
G
To sell the gospel news
