Chords for Never can tell

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C

G

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[C]
It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well
You could see that Pierre did truly love that [G] mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rang the chapel bell
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never [C] can tell
[G] They [C] furnished up an apartment, a stu-room, grab that sale
Colorado was crowned with seedy diamond and [G] ginger ale
The poor dear found it worth a little money, come it worked out well
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never [C] can tell
[G] They [C] had a hippie phone, a boy in debate, lady blast
Seven hundred little ruffles, all rock, rhythm [G] and jazz
But then 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 [C] can tell
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[C] [G] [C] The bower's a boat ship and it was a cherry red fifty-three
They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the [G] anniversary
It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell
[G] C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell
[G] C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
[C]
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C
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G
2131
C
3211
G
2131
C
3211
G
2131
C
3211
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2131
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_ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well
_ You could see that Pierre did truly love that [G] mademoiselle
And now the young monsieur and madame have rang the chapel bell
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never [C] can tell
[G] They [C] furnished up an apartment, a stu-room, grab that sale
_ _ Colorado was crowned with seedy diamond and [G] ginger ale
_ The poor dear found it worth a little money, come it worked out well
_ C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never [C] can tell
[G] They [C] had a hippie phone, a boy in debate, lady blast
_ _ Seven hundred little ruffles, all rock, rhythm [G] and jazz
_ But then 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 [C] can tell
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[C] _ _ [G] _ [C] The bower's a boat ship and it was a cherry red fifty-three
_ They drove it down to Orleans to celebrate the [G] anniversary
_ _ It was there that Pierre was married to the lovely mademoiselle
_ C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell
_ [G] C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell
_ [G] C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you never can tell
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