Luyện nghe bài hát Jimmie Brown the Newsboy

I sell the morning papers sir, my is Jimmy Brown
Everybody that I'm the newsboy of the town
You can hear me yelling Morning running along the street
Got no hat upon my head, no upon my feet

Never mind sir how I don't look at me and frown
Sell the morning papers sir my is Jimmy Brown
I'm awful cold and hungry sir my clothes is thin
I wander from place to place my daily bread to win

My father died a drunkard sir heard my mother say
I am helping mother sir as I on my way
My mother always tells me sir, nothing in the world to
I'll get a place in heaven sir to sell the news

I sell the papers sir my name is Jimmy Brown
Everybody knows that I'm the newsboy of the
You can me yelling Morning Star running along the street
Got no hat upon my head, no upon my feet