Jack and Jill went up the hill To fetch a pail of water Jack fell down and broke his crown And Jill came tumbling after Jack got up, and home did trot As fast as he could caper To old Dame Dob, who patched his nob With vinegar and brown paper

You gotta jump, jive and then you wail Baby, baby it looks like it's gonna hail Papa's in the icebox lookin' for a can of ale A women is a women and a man ain't nothin' but a male Jack and Jill went up the hill to get a pail You better come inside Let me