C | |
It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well |
G | |
You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamois | elle |
And now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell, |
C | |
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can | tell |
C | |
They furnished off an apartment with a two room Roebuck sale |
G | |
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger | ale, |
But when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out well |
C | |
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can | tell |
C | |
They had a hi-fi phono, boy, did they let it blast |
G | |
Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and | jazz |
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell |
C | |
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can | tell |
C | |
They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53, |
G | |
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the anniversar | y |
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely madamoiselle |
G | |
"C'est la vie", say the old folks, it goes to show you never can | tell |