(You Can Never Tell) C’Est la Vie - Emmylou Harris

You Never Can Tell [C' Est la Vie] - Emmylou Harris (爱美萝·哈里斯)
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
Cest 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 tv dimmers and ginger ale
But when Pierre found work
The little money coming 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 rocking rhythm and jazz
But when the sun went down
The rapid tempo of the music fell
Cest la vie say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell
They bought a souped up jitney
T'was a cherry red fifty nine
They drove it down to new orleans
To celebrate their anniversary
It was there that pierre
Was wedded to the lovely mad'moiselle
Cest 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 the mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame
Have rung the chapel bell
Cest 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
They bought a souped up jitney
C'est la vie say the old folks
With tv dimmers and ginger ale
It goes to show you never can tell