To the Bridge

I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town You can hear me yelling, "Morning Star", as I run along the street I've got no hat upon my head, no shoes upon my feet I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy brown Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town Never mind, sir, how I look, don't look at me and frown I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown I'm awful cold and hungry, sir, my clothes are mighty thin I wander 'bout from place to place, my daily bread to win I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town My father was a drunkard, sir, I've heard my mother say And I am helping my mother, sir, as I journey on my way My mother always tells me, sir, I've nothing in the world to do I'll get a place in Heaven, sir, selling the gospel news I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmy Brown Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town