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

BYou could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle,

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

B7 E B"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

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

BThe coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale,

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

B7 E B"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

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

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

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

B7 E B"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

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

BThey drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversary,

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

B7 E B"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."

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

BYou could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle,

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

B7 E"C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."