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Little Paper Boy

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Out on the corner standin' so bold
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Stood a little paper boy so hungry and cold
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And as the crowd came passin' by
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These words he said with tears in his eyes
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"Please buy a paper from me
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So I can get me somethin' to eat
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My clothes are ragged, no shoes on my feet"
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Said the little paper boy, there on the street
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"Out in this cold wide world all alone
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I have no place on this earth to call home
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I haven't had the chance that other kids had
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I have no mother, nor even a dad
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So please buy a paper from me
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So I can get me somethin' to eat
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My clothes are ragged, no shoes on my feet "
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Said the little paper boy, there on the street
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Early next mornin' as the crowd passed by
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The little boy was gone and they wondered why
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They started searchin' and then found him dead
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He died with the papers under his head
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No one was there his body to claim
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There he was lying but he felt no pain
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Now he has gone up to Heaven we know
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The little paper boy who died in the snow