GIt was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well.

DYou could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle,

Dand now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell.

D7 G D"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

GThey furnished off an apartment from a two-room Roebuck sale.

DThe coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,

Dbut when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out wel.

D7 G D"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

GThey had a hi-fi phono?oh boy, did they let it blast!

DSeven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz,

Dbut when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell.

D7 G D"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

GThey bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53.

DThey drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary,

DIt was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle.

D7 G D"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

GIt was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well.

DYou could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle,

Dand now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell.

D7 G"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."