C'EST LA VIE

{t:C'EST LA VIE}
{st:Chuck Berry}
[C]It was a teen-aged wedding, [C]And the old folks wished them well
[C]You could see that Pierre, Truly loved th[G]e mademoiselle
[G]And now the young Monsieur and Madame, [G]Have rung the chapel bell
[G]C'est La Vie say the old folks, It goes to show you[C] never can tell
 
[C]They furnished off the apartment,  [C]With a two room tag-end sale
[C]The coolerator was crammed,  With TV dinners[G] and Ginger Ale
[G]But when Pierre found work,, [G]The little money come in, worked out well
[G]C'est La Vie say the old folks,  It goes to show you [C]never can tell
 
[C]They had a hi-fi phono,  [C]Boy, did they let it blast
[C]700 little records,  All rock and [G]rhythm and jazz
[G]But when the sun went down,  [G]The rapid tempo of the music fell
[G]C'est La Vie say the old folks,  It goes to show you[C] never can tell
 
[C]They bought a souped up chitney,  [C]Was cherry red fifty-three
[C]Drove it down to Orleans,  To celebrate[G] their anniversary
[G]It was their where Pierre was wedded,  [G]To the lovely mademoiselle
[G]C'est La Vie say the old folks,  It goes to show you[C] never can tell
 
[C]It was a teen-aged wedding, [C]And the old folks wished them well
[C]You could see that Pierre, Truly loved th[G]e mademoiselle
[G]And now the young Monsieur and Madame, [G]Have rung the chapel bell
[G]C'est La Vie say the old folks, It goes to show you[C] never can tell

 

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