You Never Can Tell Chords by Chuck Berry
Tempo:
78.8 bpm
Chords used:
C
G
A
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[C] [G] [C] It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished him well.
You could see that Pierre did truly [G] love the mademoiselle.
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 [C] can tell.
They furnished off an apartment with a two-room robot cell.
The coolerator was crammed with beefy dinners and [G] 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 [C] can tell.
They had a hi-fi phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
Seven hundred little records, all rock and rhythm [G] 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 [C] can tell.
They bought a souped-up chitney, it was a cherry red fifty-three.
And drove it down to Orleans to celebrate [A] the [G] anniversary.
It was there where Pierre was wedding to the lovely mademoiselle.
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G]
[C] They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
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 [C] never can tell.
You could see that Pierre did truly [G] love the mademoiselle.
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 [C] can tell.
They furnished off an apartment with a two-room robot cell.
The coolerator was crammed with beefy dinners and [G] 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 [C] can tell.
They had a hi-fi phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
Seven hundred little records, all rock and rhythm [G] 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 [C] can tell.
They bought a souped-up chitney, it was a cherry red fifty-three.
And drove it down to Orleans to celebrate [A] the [G] anniversary.
It was there where Pierre was wedding to the lovely mademoiselle.
C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G]
[C] They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
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 [C] never can tell.
Key:
C
G
A
C
G
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[C] _ _ _ [G] [C] It was a teenage wedding and the old folks wished him well.
_ You could see that Pierre did truly [G] love the mademoiselle.
_ 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 [C] can tell.
_ They furnished off an apartment with a two-room robot cell.
_ The coolerator was crammed with beefy dinners and [G] 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 [C] can tell.
_ They had a hi-fi phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
_ _ Seven hundred little records, all rock and rhythm [G] 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 [C] can tell.
_ They bought a souped-up chitney, it was a cherry red fifty-three.
_ _ And drove it down to Orleans to celebrate [A] the [G] anniversary.
_ _ It was there where Pierre was wedding to the lovely mademoiselle.
_ _ C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
_ You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
_ 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 [C] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ You could see that Pierre did truly [G] love the mademoiselle.
_ 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 [C] can tell.
_ They furnished off an apartment with a two-room robot cell.
_ The coolerator was crammed with beefy dinners and [G] 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 [C] can tell.
_ They had a hi-fi phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
_ _ Seven hundred little records, all rock and rhythm [G] 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 [C] can tell.
_ They bought a souped-up chitney, it was a cherry red fifty-three.
_ _ And drove it down to Orleans to celebrate [A] the [G] anniversary.
_ _ It was there where Pierre was wedding to the lovely mademoiselle.
_ _ C'est la vie, say the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[C] _ _ _ They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
_ You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
_ 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 [C] never can tell. _ _ _ _ _ _
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