Jimmy Brown The Newsboy Lyrics - Skeeter Davis

He sells the morning papers his name is Jimmy Brown 

Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town 

You could hear me yelling Morning Star run along the street 

Got no hat upon his head no shoes upon his feet 

[ ac.guitar ] 

Never mind sir how he looks don't look at him and frown 

He sells the morning papers 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 

[ dobro ] 

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 

[ ac.guitar ] 

He sells the morning papers his name is Jimmy Brown 

Everybody knows that he's the newsboy of the town