DESCRIPTION:
Cover version. A tribute to the true king of rock'n'roll.
Words and music by Chuck Berry.
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 m'sieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
C'est la vie, said 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 coming worked out well
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They had a hifi phono, boy did they let it blast
Seven hundred little records, all rock rhythym and jazz
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped-up jitney, 'twas a cherry red '53
Drove it down to Orleans to celebrate their anniversary
It was there where Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
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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 m'sieur and madame have rung the chapel bell
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell