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Inspite Of Ourselves

John Prine
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
She  don't like her eggs all runny, She  thinks crossin' her legs is funny
She  looks down her nose at money, She  gets it on like the Easter Bunny,
She's  my baby, I'm her honey, I  ain't never gonna let her go.
He  ain't got laid in a month of sundays,
caught  him once he was sniffing my undies
He  ain't too sharp but he gets things done, drinks  his beer like its oxygen
He's  my baby, and I'm his honey, Never  gonna let him Go
In  spite of ourselves,  we'll end up sittin' on a rainbow
 Against all odds,  Honey we're the big door prize,  we’re gonna spite,  our
 noses right off of our faces,  There won't be nothing but big old hearts
 dancing in our eyes.
 Rest of the song continues as normal:
She  thinks all my jokes are corny, Convict  movies make her horny,
She  likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs, swears  like a sailor when she
 shaves her legs.
She  takes a lickin', and keeps on tickin', Never gonna let her go
He's  got more balls than a big brass monkey,
 He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
Sly  as a fox, Crazy as a loon, Payday  comes and he's a-howling at the moon,
He's  my baby, I don't mean maybe, Never gonna let him go
 Chorus x 2 and fade out.

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Readable chord sheet for Inspite Of Ourselves by John Prine

[C]She don't like her eggs all runny, [C]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, [G]I ain't never gonna let her [C]go.

[C]He ain't got laid in a month of sundays,
[C]caught him once he was sniffing my undies
[F]He ain't too sharp but he gets things done, [C]drinks his beer like its oxygen
[G]He's my baby, and I'm his honey, [G]Never gonna let him [C]Go

[C]In spite of [F]ourselves, we'll end up sittin' on a [C]rainbow
Against all [G]odds, Honey we're the big door [C]prize, we’re gonna [F]spite, our
noses right off of our [C]faces, There won't be nothing but big old [G]hearts
dancing in our [C]eyes.

[C]     [F]     [C]        [F]         [C]         [F]       [C]       [C]        [G]

Rest of the song continues as normal:

[C]She thinks all my jokes are corny, [C]Convict movies make her horny,
[F]She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs, [C]swears like a sailor when she

shaves her legs.
[G]She takes a lickin', and keeps on tickin', Never gonna let her [C]go

[C]He's got more balls than a big brass monkey,
[C]

He's a whacked out weirdo and a lovebug junkie
[F]Sly as a fox, Crazy as a loon, [C]Payday comes and he's a-howling at the moon,
[G]He's my baby, I don't mean maybe, Never gonna let him [C]go

Chorus x 2 and fade out.

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