(Chuck Berry)
Waylon & Jessi

It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished 'em well
You could see that Pierre
Did truly love the madamoiselle.

And 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 firnished off an appartment
With a two room Roebuck sale
The coolerator was crammed
With TV dinners and gingerale.

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.

--- Instrumental ---

They bought a souped up jitney
Twas a cherry red fifty nine
They drove down to New Orleans
To celebrate their anniversary.

It was there where Pierre was
wedded to that lovely madamoiselle
C'est la vie say the old folks
It goes to show you never can tell.

It was a teenage wedding
And the old folks wished 'em well
You could see that Pierre
Did truly love the madamoiselle...