Evening News

If there is sun, if there is rain
I wish they could hear his refrain
Evening News, my heart goes out to him
Poor little brat in rugged clothes
A charming grin and a dirty, cloggy nose
Little man, I love to hear him sing
Evening News, buyin' Evening News
His face is worn, his small feet never wore shoes
Every evening at half-past four
He comes calling at my door
Mister, buy, won't you buy an Evening News?
His older man is dead
Mama is lonely and sad
So he keeps up his head
'Cause he knows things won't always be sad
Evening News, buyin' Evening News
The cruiser tune to keep away the blues
And each night he needs to pray
"Lord, give me a break someday"
So 'til then, he keeps on sellin' Evening News