Tennessee Newsboy
Frank Sinatra Lyrics


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Hey, read all about it, read all about it! Paper, mister?
Down in Nashville, Tennessee,
A little fella shouted this to me,
Buy a paper, know the news,
Or else I gotta sing the Newsboy's Blues.
Dig a nickel from your jeans,
A nickel buys a lot of jelly beans.
Hey there, mister, don't refuse,
I hate to have to sing the Newsboy Blues.
See the headlines, what do you read?
See the want ads, what do you need?
Read the funnies, what do you say?
I haven't even sold a single paper today.
Tell you what I'm gonna do,
Give me a nickel and I'll sing for you,
Tap the rhythm with my shoes,
My little song is called the Newsboy Blues.

See the headlines, what do you read?
See the want ads, say, what do you need?
Read the funnies, what do you say?
I haven't even sold a single paper today.
Tell you what I'm gonna do,
Give me a nickel and I'll croon for you
Tap the rhythm with my shoes,
My little song is called the Newsboy Blues.
I'll beat the rhythm with my shoes,
My little song is called the Newsboy Blues,




Paper! Get your evening paper here, what do you read?
Get your evening paper!

Overall Meaning

The song "Tennessee Newsboy" is a playful and catchy tune about a young boy who is trying to sell newspapers in Nashville, Tennessee. The lyrics describe the boy's efforts to sell his papers, encouraging potential customers to buy one or risk having to listen to the "Newsboy Blues," which he will sing to them instead. The song is filled with charming and clever wordplay that paints a vivid picture of the boy's struggles and his youthful determination to succeed.


The lyrics also reference the various sections of the newspaper, imploring readers to check out the headlines, want ads, and funnies. Despite his efforts, the boy laments that he hasn't sold a single paper all day. However, he remains undaunted and offers to sing a little tune for anyone who will give him a nickel. He taps out the rhythm with his shoes and performs his "Newsboy Blues" with a great deal of enthusiasm.


The song is a testament to the spirit of the American newsboy, who were a ubiquitous presence in cities and towns across the country from the late 19th century through the mid-20th century. Newsboys were often young boys from poor families who sold newspapers on the street in order to help support themselves and their families. While their lives were often difficult, they were also filled with a sense of adventure and camaraderie that is captured in songs like "Tennessee Newsboy."


Line by Line Meaning

Hey, read all about it, read all about it! Paper, mister?
The newsboy is trying to get the attention of potential customers and urging them to purchase a newspaper.


Down in Nashville, Tennessee, A little fella shouted this to me, Buy a paper, know the news, Or else I gotta sing the Newsboy's Blues.
The newsboy is in Nashville and is trying to sell newspapers. If he fails to sell any papers, he'll have to resort to singing the Newsboy's Blues.


Dig a nickel from your jeans, A nickel buys a lot of jelly beans. Hey there, mister, don't refuse, I hate to have to sing the Newsboy Blues.
The newsboy is encouraging customers to buy a newspaper with a small amount of money, as a nickel can also buy candy. He doesn't want to resort to singing the Newsboy Blues if customers refuse.


See the headlines, what do you read? See the want ads, what do you need? Read the funnies, what do you say? I haven't even sold a single paper today. Tell you what I'm gonna do, Give me a nickel and I'll sing for you, Tap the rhythm with my shoes, My little song is called the Newsboy Blues.
The newsboy is highlighting the different sections of the newspaper such as the headlines, want ads and funnies. He's also expressing his frustration with not selling any papers and offering to sing the Newsboy Blues for a small fee.


See the headlines, what do you read? See the want ads, say, what do you need? Read the funnies, what do you say? I haven't even sold a single paper today. Tell you what I'm gonna do, Give me a nickel and I'll croon for you, Tap the rhythm with my shoes, My little song is called the Newsboy Blues.
The newsboy repeats the same lines as before, highlighting the different newspaper sections and his lack of sales. He offers to sing the Newsboy Blues for a small fee once again.


I'll beat the rhythm with my shoes, My little song is called the Newsboy Blues, Paper! Get your evening paper here, what do you read? Get your evening paper!
The newsboy reiterates the title of his song and encourages customers to purchase an evening paper.




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Written by: DICK MANNING, PERCY FAITH

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Mike


on The Lady Is A Champ

eight

She gets too hungry for dinner at eight
She can't eat late and stay up all night, because unlike society types, she has to get up in the morning.

She likes the theatre and never comes late
She cares more about seeing the play than being seen making an entrance.

She never bothers with people she'd hate
Her friends are friends, not social trophies.

Doesn't like crap games with barons or earls
While barrns and earls probably don't play craps, she associates with friends, not people to be seen with.

Won't go to Harlem in ermine and pearls
She doesn't "slum", the practice of the rich in the 30's, when the song was written, of touring poor neighborhoods dressed in rich clothes to "tut, tut" about the deplorable conditions, and congratulate each other for "caring about the poor"

Won't dish the dirt with the rest of the girls
Doesn't trade gossip for acceptance among an in-crowd


She likes the free, fresh wind in her hair
She cares more about how her hair feels than conforming with current hair fashions

Hates California, it's cold and it's damp
Since most of California is noticeably warmer and / or drier than New York, where the play the song was written for is set, this is probably a facetious excuse to like what she likes.


And she won't go to Harlem in Lincoln's or Ford's
Another reference to slumming, but facetious, since Lincolns and Fords were middle-class, not luxury brands when the lyric was written

Anonymous


on Try a Little Tenderness

Here are the correct lyrics

Try A Little Tenderness - Frank Sinatra - Lyrics

Oh she may be weary
Women do get wearied
Wearing that same old shabby dress
And when she’s weary
You try a little tenderness

You know she’s waiting
Just anticipating things she’ll may never possess
While she is without them
Try just a little bit of tenderness

It’s not just sentimental
She has her grieve and her care
And the words that soft and gentle
Makes it easier to bear
You wont regret it
Women don't forget it
Love is their whole happiness
And it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Musical Interlude

And, it’s all so easy
Try a little tenderness

Daniel


on The Way You Look Tonight

I met Frank Jr. in Las Vegas, a real gentleman. RIP you both.

Giorgi Khutashvili


on Theme from New York, New York

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