Skip A  Rope,   Skip  A  Rope,
Oh, lis-ten to the chil-dren while they play;____
Now ain't it kind-a fun-ny what the chil-dren say?
Skip  A  Rope.

Dad-dy hates Mom-my, Mom-y hates Dad;____
Last night you should've heard the fight they had;____
It gave lit-tle Sis - ter an-  oth-er bad dream;___
She woke us all up with a ter-ri-ble scream

Skip A  Rope,   Skip  A  Rope,
Oh, lis-ten to the chil-dren while they play;____
Now ain't it kind-a fun-ny what the chil-dren say?
Skip  A  Rope.

Cheat on your tax - es, Don't be a fool;___
What was that they said a-bout the Gold - en Rule?___
(Well,) nev-er mind the rules, just  play  to  win;___
And hate  your neigh-bor for the shade ofhis skin.  

Skip A  Rope,   Skip  A  Rope,
Oh, lis-ten to the chil-dren while they play;____
Now ain't it kind-a fun-ny what the chil-dren say?
Skip  A  Rope.

Stab him in the back, that's the name of the  game;___
And Mom-my and Dad-dy are_ who's to blame. 
Skip  A  Rope,   Skip  A  Rope, 
Just lis-ten to your chil - dren while they play;___
It's real-ly not ver-y fun-ny what the chil-dren say, 
Skip  A  Rope, Skip A  Rope,   Skip  A  Rope________

Circa 1967
Words & Music by Jack Moran & Glenn D. Tubb