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Saga Of Jenny
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Kurt Weill
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There once was a girl named Jenny Whose virtues were varied and many Excepting that she was inclined Always to make up her mind And Jenny points a moral With which you cannot quarrel Which you will find Jenny made her mind up when she was three That she herself was going to trim the Christmas tree Christmas Eve she lit the candles, threw the tapers away Little Jenny was an orphan on Christmas Day Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find She lost her dad and mothеr A sister and a brother But she would makе up her mind Jenny made her mind up when she was twelve That into foreign languages she would delve But at seventeen to Vassar it was quite a blow That in twenty-seven languages she couldn't say no Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find To Jenny I'm beholden Her heart was big and golden But she would make up her mind Jenny made her mind up at twenty-two To get herself a husband was the thing to do So she got herself all dolled up in her satins and furs And she got herself a husband, but he wasn't hers Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find Deserved a bed of roses But history discloses That she would make up her mind Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find Deserved a bed of roses But history discloses That she would make up her mind Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find Deserved a bed of roses But history discloses That she would make up her mind Jenny made her mind up at thirty-nine That she would take a trip down to the Argentine She was only on vacation, but the Latins agree Jenny was the one who started the Good Neighbor Policy Jenny made her mind up at fifty-one That she would write her memoirs before she was done The day the book was published, history relates There were wives who shot their husbands in some thirty-five states Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find Oh, passion doesn't vanish In Portuguese or Spanish And she would make up her mind Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find She could give cards and spade-ies To many other ladies But she would make up her mind Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny! Her equal would be hard to find Jenny made her mind up at seventy-five That she would get to be the oldest woman alive But gin and rum and destiny play funny tricks And poor Jenny kicked the bucket at seventy-six
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