Текст песни Roger Miller - JIMMY BROWN THE NEWSBOY
Roger Miller - JIMMY BROWN THE NEWSBOY слова песни
I sell the morning papers sir,My name is jimmy brownEverybody knows that I|`m a newsboy of the townYou will hear me yelling "morning star"As I run along the streetI have no hat upon my head,No shoes upon my feetNever mind sir how I lookDon`t look at me and frownI sell the morning papers sirMy name is jimmy brownI`m awful cold and hungry sirMy clothes are torn and thinI wander `bout from place to placeMy daily bread to winMy father died a drunkard sirI`ve heard my mother sayI`m helping mother sirAs i journey on my wayMy mother always tells me sirThere`s nothing in the world to loseI`ll get a place in heaven sirTo sell the gospel news