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 taper away
Little Jenny was an orphan on Christmas Day
Poor Jenny! Bright as a penny!
Her equal would be hard to find
Oh, she lost one dad and mothеr
A sister and a brother
But she would makе up her mind
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
That in twenty-seven languages she couldn't say no
(Ho ho ho ho)
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
In twenty-seven languages she couldn't say no
Jenny made her mind up at thirty-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
Could have had a bed of roses
But history discloses
That she would make up her mind
She got herself a husband, but he wasn't hers
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 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 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
Don't
Make
Make
Up
Up
Your
Your
Mind!
