B    F#    B

[Verse 1]
B
It was a teenage wedding
B
And the old folks wished 'em well
B
You could see that Pierre
                          F#
Did truly love the Mademoiselle
F#
And the young Monsieur and Madame
F#
Have rung the chapel bell
F#
"C'est la vie," -Say the old folks
                               B
It goes to show that you never can tell

[Verse 2]
B
They furnished off an apartment
B
With a two room Roebuck sale
B
The coolerator was filled
                           F#
With TV Dinners and ginger ale
F#
But when Pierre found work
F#
The little money comin' worked out well
F#
"C'est la vie," -Say the old folks
                               B
It goes to show that you never can tell

[Verse 3]
B
They had a Hi-Fi phono
B
Boy, did they let it blast
B
Seven hundred little records
                     F#
All rock, 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
                               B
It goes to show that you never can tell

[Verse 4]
B
They bought a souped up jitney
B
'Twas a cherry in fifty-three
B
They drove it down to New Orleans
                          F#
To celebrate their anniversary
F#
It was there where Pierre was wedded
F#
To the lovely Mademoiselle
F#
"C'est la vie," -Say the old folks
                               B
It goes to show that you never can tell

[Guitar Solo]
B    F#    B

[Verse 5]
B
It was a teenage wedding
B
And the old folks wished 'em well
B
You could see that Pierre
                          F#
Did truly love the Mademoiselle
F#
And the young Monsieur and Madame
F#
Have rung the chapel bell
F#
"C'est la vie," -Say the old folks
                               B
It goes to show that you never can tell