| 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
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| There ya have it, friends |