Emmylou Harris - C'est La Vie lyrics

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", say the old folks It goes to slow you never can tell They furnished off an apartment With a two room Roebuck sale The coolerator was crammed With T.V. 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 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 They bought a souped-up Jimmy T'was a cherry-red fifty three Drove it down to Orleans To celebrate their 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