Jimmie Brown The Newsboy

C G7 X 3 C G7 I'm very cold and hungry, sir, my clothes are worn and thin, G7 C I wander bout from place to place my daily bread I win; C G7 X 2 C G7 But never mind, sir, how I look don't swear at me or frown, G7 C I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmie Brown. C G7 X 2 C G7 I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmie Brown, G7 C Most everybody knows I am the newsboy of the town; C G7 X 2 C G7 My father was a drunkard, sir, I've heard my mother say, G7 C But I am helping mother as I journey on the way; C G7 X 2 C G7 I sell the morning paper, sir, my name is Jimmie Brown, G7 C Most everybody knows I am the newsboy of the town; C G7 C