Chords for Chuck Berry - (You Never Can Tell) C'est La Vie (from Pulp Fiction )
Tempo:
78.5 bpm
Chords used:
G
C
Dm
F#
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] [G#] [G] It was [C] a teenage wedding and the old folks wished him well.
You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G] [Cm] They furnished [C] off an apartment with a two-room robot sale.
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and [Dm] ginger [G] ale.
But when Pierre found work, the little money coming worked out well.
C'est la vie, said the [Dm] old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
They had a high-five phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
Seven hundred little records, all rock, [G] rhythm, and jazz.
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell.
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G] [C]
[F#]
[G]
[C] They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
You could see that Pierre [G] did truly love the mademoiselle.
And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G] [C]
You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G] [Cm] They furnished [C] off an apartment with a two-room robot sale.
The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and [Dm] ginger [G] ale.
But when Pierre found work, the little money coming worked out well.
C'est la vie, said the [Dm] old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
They had a high-five phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
Seven hundred little records, all rock, [G] rhythm, and jazz.
But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell.
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G] [C]
[F#]
[G]
[C] They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
You could see that Pierre [G] did truly love the mademoiselle.
And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
[G] [C]
Key:
G
C
Dm
F#
Em
G
C
Dm
_ [Em] _ [G#] _ [G] It was [C] a teenage wedding and the old folks wished him well.
_ You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
_ And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ [G] [Cm] They furnished [C] off an apartment with a two-room robot sale.
_ The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and [Dm] ginger [G] ale.
_ But when Pierre found work, the little money coming worked out well.
_ C'est la vie, said the [Dm] old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ They had a high-five phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
_ Seven hundred little records, all rock, [G] rhythm, and jazz.
_ _ But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
_ You could see that Pierre [G] did truly love the mademoiselle.
_ _ And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
_ _ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ You could see that Pierre did [G] truly love the mademoiselle.
_ And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ [G] [Cm] They furnished [C] off an apartment with a two-room robot sale.
_ The coolerator was crammed with TV dinners and [Dm] ginger [G] ale.
_ But when Pierre found work, the little money coming worked out well.
_ C'est la vie, said the [Dm] old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ They had a high-five phone, oh boy, did they let it blast.
_ Seven hundred little records, all rock, [G] rhythm, and jazz.
_ _ But when the sun went down, the rapid tempo of the music fell.
_ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ They had a teenage wedding and the old folks wished them well.
_ You could see that Pierre [G] did truly love the mademoiselle.
_ _ And now the young monsieur and madame have run the chapel bell.
_ _ C'est la vie, said the old folks, it goes to show you [C] never can tell.
_ [G] _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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