You Never Can Tell

C It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well. G You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle, G and now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell. G7 C G "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell." C They furnished off an apartment from a two-room Roebuck sale. G The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and ginger ale, G but when Pierre found work, the little money comin' worked out wel. G7 C G "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell." C They had a hi-fi phono—oh boy, did they let it blast! G Seven hundred little records, all rock, rhythm and jazz, G but when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell. G7 C G "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 anniversary, G It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle. G7 C G "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell." C It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well. G You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle, G and now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell. G7 C "C'est la vie," say the old folks, "it goes to show you never can tell."