Jimmy Brown The Newsboy Lyrics - Roger Miller

I sell the morning papers sir, 

My name is jimmy brown 

Everybody knows that I|'m a newsboy of the town 

You will hear me yelling "morning star" 

As I run along the street 

I have no hat upon my head, 

No shoes upon my feet 

Never mind sir how I look 

Don't look at me and frown 

I sell the morning papers sir 

My name is jimmy brown 

I'm awful cold and hungry sir 

My clothes are torn and thin 

I wander 'bout from place to place 

My daily bread to win 

My father died a drunkard sir 

I've heard my mother say 

I'm helping mother sir 

As i journey on my way 

My mother always tells me sir 

There's nothing in the world to lose 

I'll get a place in heaven sir 

To sell the gospel news