Joan Baez
jimmy brown previously unreleased
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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 run along the street
I have no hat upon my head,
No shoes upon my feet
Never mind sir how I look
Don't look at me and frown
I sell the morning papers sir
My name is Jimmy Brown
I'm awful cold and hungry sir
My clothes are torn and thin
I wander 'bout from place to place
My daily bread to win
My father died a drunkard sir
I've heard my mother say
I'm helping mother sir
As I journey on my way
My mother always tells me sir
There's nothing in the world to lose
I'll get a place in heaven sir
To sell the gospel news
- Album:
- Songbird
- Day After Tomorrow
- Gulf Winds
- Miscellaneous
- Play Me Backwards
- Come From The Shadows
- Born To The Breed A Tribute To Judy Collins
- Carry It On
- One Day At A Time
- Joan Baez
- Joan Baez Vol. 2
- Dark Chords On A Big Guitar
- Joan Baez 5
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- Joan
- Gone From Danger
- Where Are You Now My Son?
- Speaking Of Dreams
- Gracias A La Vida
- How Sweet The Sound