You Never Can Tell (C'est la Vie) - Emmylou Harris

It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished 'em well

You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle

Now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell

C’est la vie say 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 gingerale

But when Pierre found work the little money comin' worked out well

C’est la vie say 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' rhythm and jazz

But when the sun went down the rapid tempo of the music fell

C’est la vie say the old folks it goes to show you never can tell.

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They bought a souped up jitney twas a cherry red fifty three

They drove it to New Orleans to celebrate their anniversary

It was there where Pierre was wadded to that lovely madamoiselle

C’est la vie say the old folks it goes to show you never can tell.

It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished 'em well

You could see that Pierre did truly love the madamoiselle

Now the young monsieur and madame have rung the chapel bell

C’est la vie say the old folks it goes to show you never can tell.

C’est la vie say the old folks it goes to show you never can tell.

C’est la vie say the old folks it goes to show you never can tell…