(Carol Hall)       Jenny Rebecca, four days old   How do you like the world so far   Jenny Rebecca, four days old   What a lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky girl you are      For you have swings to be swung on   Trees to be climbed up   Days to be young on   Toys you can wind up   Grass to be lying on   Sun up above   Pillows for crying on   When you're in love   Ponies for riding on   Wind in your hair   Slides to be sliding on   Leaves in the air   Dolls to be caring for   Love to be giving   Dreams to be daring for   Long as you're living   Yes, you have dreams to be daring for   Long as you're living      Jenny Rebecca, four days old   What a lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky girl you are