Chuck Berry

You Never Can Tell

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It was a teenage wedding
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And the old folks wished them well
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You could see that Pierre did 
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Truly love the mademoiselle
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And now the young monsieur and madame
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Have rung the chapel bell
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"C'est la vie", say the old folks
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It goes to show you never can tell

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They furnished off an apartment
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With a two room Roebuck sale
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The coolerator was crammed with
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TV dinners and ginger ale
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But when Pierre found work
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The little money comin' worked out well
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"C'est la vie", say the old folks
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It goes to show you never can tell

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They had a hi-fi phono
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Boy, did they let it blast
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Seven hundred little records
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All rock, rhythm and jazz
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But when the sun went down
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The rapid tempo of the music fell
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"C'est la vie", say the old folks
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It goes to show you never can tell

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They bought a souped-up jitney
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'Twas a cherry red '53
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They drove it down to Orleans
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To celebrate the anniversary
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It was there that Pierre
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Was married to the lovely mademoiselle
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"C'est la vie", say the old folks
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It goes to show you never can tell

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It was a teenage wedding
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And the old folks wished them well
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You could see that Pierre did 
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Truly love the mademoiselle
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And now the young monsieur and madame
                E7
Have rung the chapel bell
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"C'est la vie", say the old folks
             E7                A
It goes to show you never can tell