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    "The Saga of Jenny" Lyrics

    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
    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
    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

    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 husbandbut he wasn't hers

    Jennt made her mind up at thirty nine
    She would take a trip to the Argentine
    She was only on vacation but the Latins agree
    Jenny was the one who started the Good Neighbour 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 hist'ry 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 spade-ies
    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 we 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 upYou shouldn't make up
    You mustn't make upOh never make up
    Anyone with vision
    Comes to this decision
    Don't make up your mind

    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.

    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.
    This song was submitted on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © T.R.O. INC., Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by Ira Gershwin, Kurt Weill.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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