There once
was a girl named Jenny
Whose virtues were varied and many
Accepting that she was in clined
Al ways to make up her mind
And Jenny points a moral
With which we cannot quarrel,
as you will find .
Jenny made her mind up
when she was three.
She herself was going to trim
the Christmas tree.
Christmas Eve she lit the candles
through the tapers away.
Little Jenny was an orphan
on Christmas Day.
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,
and 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 wouldn't make up her mind
In foreign languages she couldn't say no
Jenny made her mind up at 22
To get herself a husband
was the thing to do
So she got herself all dolled up
in her satins and furs
She got herself a husband,
but he wasn't hers
Jenny made her mind up at 39
She would take a trip to the Argentine
She was only on vacation,
but the Latins agree
Jennie was the one
who started the good neighbor policy
Poor Jennie, bright as a penny
Her equal would be hard to find
But passion doesn't vanish
In Portuguese or Spanish
And she wouldn't make up her mind
She instituted the good neighbor policy
Jennie made her mind up at 75
She would live to be the
oldest woman alive
But gin and rum and whiskey
play such funny tricks
And Jenny kicked the bucket
at seventy -six
Jenny points a morrow
with which you cannot quarrel
Makes a lot of common sense
Jenny and her saga prove
that you are gaga
If you don't keep sitting
on the fence
Jenny and her story point the way
to glory to all men and womankind
Anyone with vision
comes to this decision
Don't make up,
you shouldn't make up,
you mustn't make up, or never make up
Anyone with vision
comes to this decision
Don't make me a fool,
you're not!