Emmylou Harris - C'est La Vie

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame,
have rung the chapel bell
“C’est la vie”, said the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

They furnished off an appartment with a two room Roebuck sale
The Coolerator was crammed with TV-dinners and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work the little money coming worked out well
“C’est la vie”, said the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

They had a hi-fi phono, Boy did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rockin’ rythem and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
“C’est la vie”, said the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell Solo

They bought a souped-up jitney, it was a cherry-red fifty nine
They drove it down to New Orleans, to celebrate their anniversary
It was there that Pierre was wedded to the lovely mad’moiselle
“C’est la vie”, said the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell

It was a teenage wedding, and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame,
have rung the chapel bell
“C’est la vie”, said the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell