Lyrics:
the news,
Or else I gotta sing the Newsboy's Blues.
Dig a nickel from your jeans,
A nickel buys a lot of jelly beans.
Hey there, mister, don't refuse,
I
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",
steal a newsboy's dime for a small glass of wine my hands get to trembling so
I've brought many tears to my mama's eyes how far down can I go
I'd
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
on forty-second street
And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants, 'cause
'Cause small change got rained on with
linoleum floor
And what a hot rain on forty-second street,
And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants,
up a copy any time you choose
Seven little pennies in the newsboy's hand
And you ride right along to never, never land
We got to bomb Castro, got
To mention Jesus or lift up His name
Chorus
Newsboys will sing aloud
Sing unto the King of kings
Newsboys will dance, dance, dance
Before the Lord
Don't
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
And 'yes I've changed my mind'
I pick up the phone and tell someone
Just get off my line!
Up on the corner, newsboy's daily blues
Of love and life
of restful evening hours
Look up to the stars hanging from the sky
The light of the desert moon reflected in your eyes
Far from the newsboy's shout, in sleep
Sixteen and working hard
Newsboy on the Boulevard
He'd see the rich and famous
Never envied anyone behind their false joys
He saw that they had none
He was
I saw the jean newsboy cap
And yo body flaunting sin out the back
You'd be the one if I ever slide the at
Would I be cramping with yo whole
sweet sixteen
The newsboys say the heat's been bad
Since power thirteen gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle
And Power's girl, little angel,
Yes there's the noseless old newsboy the old British brigadier
But you'll tell me now, who's been sleeping here
Who's been eating, eating off my
My winnings I gave to a newsboy,
I knew I was wrong from the start.
And I'll ne'er forget that promise,
To Mother, the queen of my heart.
sweet sixteen
The newsboys say the heat's been bad
Since power thirteen gave a trooper all he had in a summer scuffle
And Power's girl, little angel,
I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the town
You can hear me yellin' Morning Star runnin'
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
I sell the morning paper, sir
My name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows I am the newsboy of the town
You will hear me yelling "Morning Star"
As I
Catch a taxi to the fountainhead
Blinking neon penny arcade
A young Caruso on the fire escape
Painted face ladies on parade
The newsboy
I sell the morning papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I am the best newsboy in town
You could hear me yelling Morning Star
Newsboy:
Extra! Extra!
Read all about it.
Pin Ball Wizard in a miracle cure!
Extra Extra read all about it
EXTRA!
THRIVE-NEWSBOYS
Giving It Over
I was a teen flat-liner on the joy screen
Dead in the water of life
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