Ukeadoodle

In Spite of Ourselves [C] - John Prine & Iris DeMent

[intro]
C                                  C
She don't like her eggs all runny, She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
F                                 C
She looks down her nose at money, Gets it on like the Easter Bunny,
G                             G                           C
She's my baby, I'm her honey, never gonna let her go.
 
C
He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays,
C
caught him once he was sniffing my undies
F                                           C
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done, drinks his beer like it's oxygen
G                                G                   C
He's my baby, and I'm his honey, never gonna let him go
 
|[Chorus]
|C              F                                 C
|In spite of ourselves, we'll end up sittin' on a rainbow
|            G                              C                 
|Against all odds, honey we're the big door prize, 
|            F                                C                                         
|we’re gonna spite our noses right off of our faces, 
|               C                   G                     C
|There won't be nothing but big old hearts dancing in our eyes.

C                                  C
She thinks all my jokes are corny, Convict movies make her horny,
F                                        C
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs, swears like a sailor when she shaves her legs.
G                                                              C
takes a lickin', and keeps on tickin', never gonna let her go
 
C
He's got more balls than a big brass monkey,
C
He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
F                              C
Sly as a fox, crazy as a loon, payday comes and he's a-howling at the moon,
G                                                     C
He's my baby, I don't mean maybe, never gonna let him go

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