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Emmylou Harris
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C'est la vie
It was a teenage wedding And the old folks wished them well You could see that Pierre Did truly love that mademoiselle
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 apartment With a two' room Roebuck sale The coolerator was crammed With TV dinners and ginger ale
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 rock, rhythm and jazz
When the sun went down The rapid tempo of the music fell 'C'est la vie', say the old folks Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com It goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney T'was a cherry-red fifty three They drove it down to New Orleans To celebrate the anniversary
It was there that Pierre Was wedded to the lovely mademoiselle '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 them well You could see that Pierre Did truly love that mademoiselle
And 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
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