Jenny, whose vir tues were
accepting that she was inclined,
al ways to make up her mind.
with which you cannot quarrel,
Jenny made her mind up when
Jenny, bright as a penny,
a ripple would be hard to find.
Oh, she lost one dad and mother, a sister and a brother,
but she wouldn't make up her mind.
Jenny made her mind up when she was twelve,
that in two foreign languages she would del.
Vassar it was quite a blow,
that in twenty -sev en lan guages she couldn't say no.
A reaper would be hard to find
Her heart was big and golden
But she would make up her mind
In twenty -seven languages
Jenny made her mind up at thirty -two
So she got herself all dolled
up in her satins and furs
And she got herself a husband,
Her equal would be hard to find
Could have had a bed of roses
But history discloses that she
She got herself a husband,
Jenny made her mind up at 75
But gin and rum and destiny
Jenny kicked the bucket at 76
Jenny points a morrow with
If you keep sitting on the fence
Don't make up, you shouldn't make up