Chely Wright Lyrics
"C'est La Vie (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.
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."

(Wind it up now.)
--- Instrumental ---
(Scotty, what you got?)

They had a hi-fi phono
And boy did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records
All rock 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."

(Don't stop now, boys.)
--- Instrumental ---
(Whoo, yeah.)

They bought a souped-up jitney
Was a cherry-red '53
Drove it down to 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."

"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."