Jack and Jill spent their time
Heeding no warning sign
Up hill they were inclined
Mother Goose rhapsodize
Traumatize little guys
Fall down and pail capsized

Little Jackie broke his crown
In process of rolling down
Counting bruises now
One by, one by, one
One by, one by
Vinegar and paper brown
He mixed them up and wrapped it round
Could use asp-rin now
Or try hydro—cone
Or try, hydro—cone

Jill of course did freefall
Surely was not a ball
You can just her call…
(EEK!)
Although Jack got it worse
Did not call doc or nurse
Perhaps a fam-ly curse?
Could it be?

I’d say
It’s rather silly
Don't give him pity
It’s OK
He’s not a baby
And he don’t need Mommy

Even if he broke his crown
That’s just the way things all went down
Hit the rocks, said OW!
Bump by, bump by, bump
Bump by, bump by
The word it spread around the town
They catch the royalties now
And count the dollars out
One by, one by, one
One by, one by—

[Jack and Jill went up a hill!...](4x)

Wow!
There is a third verse that came round
Let me tell you now
Oh my, oh my, gosh
Oh gosh, oh gosh
Jill went and laughed at Jack’s crown (she went tee-hee, she went tee-hee)
So Mother so vexed whipped her out
Count her spankings now
One by, one by, one
One by, one by, one