F Bb Bb It was a teenage wedding Bb And the old folks wished them well Bb You could see that Pierre F Did truly love the mademoiselle F And now the young monsieur and madame F Have rung the chapel bell F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell Bb They furnished off an apartment Bb With a two room Roebuck sale Bb The coolerator was crammed F With T.V. dinners and ginger ale F But when Pierre found work F The little money coming worked out well F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell Bb They had a hi-fi phono Bb Boy, did they let it blast Bb Seven hundred little records F All rocking rhythm and jazz F But when the sun went down F The rapid tempo of the music fell F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell Bb F Bb Bb They bought a souped-up jitney Bb It was a cherry-red '53 Bb They drove it down to New Orleans F To celebrate their anniversary F It was there that Pierre Was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell Bb It was a teenage wedding Bb And the old folks wished them well Bb You could see that Pierre F Did truly love the mademoiselle F And now the young monsieur and madame F Have rung the chapel bell F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell Bb F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell F "C'est la vie", say the old folks Bb It goes to show you never can tell F Bb
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