Skip the skip
Up the road
Off to school you go
Don’t you be a bad boy, Johnny
Don’t you slip up
Or play the fool

Oh no Ma, oh no Da
I’ll be your golden boy
I will obey every golden rule

Get told by the teacher
Not to daydream
And told by my mother

Be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Gonna play football this year, John?
No? Oh
You must be gonna play cricket this year then, are you John?
Nah, nah, nah
Boy, you sure are a funny kid, Johnny
But I like you
So tell me
What kind of boy are you, John?

I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming

Be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

I only like dreaming
All the day long
Where no one is screaming

Be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good
Be good, be good, be good

Johnny