| Portrait of Jennie |
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| A portrait of Jennie |
| More precious to me Than a masterpiece how ever famous it be The portrait of Jennie |
| Is etched on my heart |
| Where her features have been sketched from the start |
| Ah, the color and beatuy of life |
| And the glow of her sprit divine |
| All cast in heaven’s own design |
| With a portrait of Jennie |
| I never will part |
| For there isn’t any portrait of Jennie |
| Except in my heart |
| For there isn’t any portrait of Jennie |
| Except in my heart |
