JENNY

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Song Title
JENNY
Writers
Weill, Gershwin
Publisher
HAMPSHIRE HOUSE PUBLISHING CORP. (ASCAP)
Co-Publisher
Non-TRO Affiliate
% Publisher Controls
50%
Territory Controlled
US
Themes/Keywords
Book, Bright, Christmas, Decisions, girl, Loss, Make Up, Make up your mind, Marriage, Mind, Orphan, Poor, Smart, travel
Lyrics
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
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, tossed 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 one dad and mother, a sister and a brother,
But she would make 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
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.

Jenny made her mind up at thirty –nine
She would take a trip to the Argentine
She was the only on vacation but the Latins agree
Jenny was the one who started the Good Neighbor Policy.

Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny!
Her equal would be hard to find
Oh, passion doesn’t vanish In Portuguese or Spanish
But she would make up her mind.

Jenny made her mind up at fifty-one
She would write her memoirs before she was done
The very day her book was published, history relates,
There were wives who shot their husbands in some thirty-three states.

Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny!
Her equal would be hard to find
She could give cards and spadies to many other ladies
But she would make up her mind.

Jenny made her mind up at seventy-five
She would live to be the oldest woman alive
But gin and rum and destiny play funny tricks
And poor Jenny kicked the bucket at seventy-six.

Jenny points a moral 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 man and womankind
Anyone with vision comes to this decision
Don't make up, you shouldn’t make up,
You mustn’t make up, oh never make up
Anyone with vision comes to this decision
Don’t make up your mind!

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