• Song:

    Inspite Of Ourselves

  • Artist:

    John Prine

C (x32010@1)                                CShe (x32010@1)don't like her eggs all runny, She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
F (133211@1)                               CShe (x32010@1)looks down her nose at money, She gets it on like the Easter Bunny,
G (320003@1)                           G (320003@1)                         CShe's (x32010@1)my baby, I'm her honey, I ain't never gonna let her go.

C (x32010@1)                                      
He ain't got laid in a month of sundays, 
Ccaught (x32010@1)him once he was sniffing my undies
F (133211@1)                                         CHe (x32010@1)ain't too sharp but he gets things done, drinks his beer like its oxygen
G (320003@1)                              G (320003@1)                 CHe's (x32010@1)my baby, and I'm his honey, Never gonna let him Go

Chorus:
C (x32010@1)         F (133211@1)                                  CIn (x32010@1)spite of ourselves, we'll end up sittin' on a rainbow
            G (320003@1)                            C (x32010@1)                FAgainst (133211@1)all odds, Honey we're the big door prize, we're gonna spite, our
                       C (x32010@1)                                       Gnoses (320003@1)right off of our faces, There won't be nothing but big old hearts
               Cdancing (x32010@1)in our eyes.

Instrumental break:
C (x32010@1)|  F (133211@1)|  C (x32010@1) |    F (133211@1)  |    C (x32010@1)  |    F (133211@1) |   C (x32010@1) |   C (x32010@1) |    G (320003@1)Rest of the song continues as normal:

C (x32010@1)                                CShe (x32010@1)thinks all my jokes are corny, Convict movies make her horny,
F (133211@1)                                      CShe (x32010@1)likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs, swears like a sailor when she

shaves her legs.
G (320003@1)                                                            CShe (x32010@1)takes a lickin', and keeps on tickin', Never gonna let her go

C (x32010@1)                                          
He's got more balls than a big brass monkey, 
C (x32010@1)He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
F (133211@1)                            CSly (x32010@1)as a fox, Crazy as a loon, Payday comes and he's a-howling at the moon,
G (320003@1)                                                   CHe's (x32010@1)my baby, I don't mean maybe, Never gonna let him go

Chorus x 2 and fade out.

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