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In Spite Of Ourselves

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John Prine (born October 10, 1946 in Maywood, Illinois-died April 7, 2020 in Nashville, Tennessee) was an American country/folk singer-songwriter who has achieved widespread critical (and some commercial) success since the early 1970s.

The son of William Prine and Verna Hamm, his grandfather had played guitar with Merle Travis and he started playing guitar himself at 14 years old. He was a postman for 5 years and spent a couple of years in the army before starting his musical career in the Chicago area.

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Four years of hard work!

This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!

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[Intro]
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[Verse 1] [John Prine]
C
She don't like her eggs all runny

She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
F
She looks down her nose at money
C
She gets it on like the easter bunny
G
She's my baby I'm her honey
C
I'm never gonna let her go

[Verse 2] [Iris DeMent]
C
He ain't got laid in a month of sundays

I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
F
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
C
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
G
He's my baby, And I'm his honey
C
Never gonna let him go

[Chorus]
C F
In spite of ourselves
C
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
G
Against all odds
C
Honey, we're the big door prize
F
We're gonna spite our noses
C
Right off of our faces
G
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
C
Dancin' in our eyes.

[Instrumental] C F C F C F C G

[Verse 3] [John Prine]
C
She thinks all my jokes are corny

Convict movies make her horny
F
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
C
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
G
She takes a lickin' And keeps on tickin'
C
I'm never gonna let her go.

[Verse 4] [Iris DeMent]
C
He's got more balls than a big brass monkey

He's a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie
F
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
C
Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon
G
He's my baby I don't mean maybe
C
Never gonna let him go

[Chorus]
C F
In spite of ourselves
C
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
G
Against all odds
C
Honey, we're the big door prize
F
We're gonna spite our noses
C
Right off of our faces
G
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
C
Dancin' in our eyes.
G
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
C
Dancin' in our eyes.

[Outro](spoken)
C F
In spite of ourselves,
C
we'll end up sittin on a rainbow.
G
Against all odds,
C F
honey we're the big door prize, We're gonna spite
C
Our noses right off our faces,
G
there won't be nothing but our big old hearts
C
Dancing in our eyes