“In Spite of Ourselves” is a charming duet carry out by Iris DeMent and John Prine, released in 1999. The song is the title trail of John Prine’s album of the same name.
John Prine, a highly admired American singer-songwriter, and Iris DeMent, known for her person nation and country style, joined forces to create this lovable duet. The song features witty and humorous lyrics, powerful the story of a couplet who, in malignity of their flaws and eccentricity, love each other greatly.
Prine’s raspy voice blends superbly with DeMent’s deeply felt tone, creating a very pleasant unlikeness that adds depth to the song. Their vocal chemistry and playful delivery make “In Spite of Ourselves” a be striking track in both artists’ diskography.
The song’s lyrics, penned by John Prine, instance his storytelling prowess and keen scrutinization skills. With its humorous wordplay and enjoyable anecdotes, the song captures the soul of imperfect yet immortal love.
“In Spite of Ourselves” received critical applause upon its release and has since become a dear one classic in the realm of Americana music. Its timeless prayer lies in its authenticity, humor, and heartfelt portrayal of love’s defect.
The song’s ongoing popularity has been further freeze by its inclusion in various films, TV shows, and playlists faithful to folk and country music. periods after its release, “In Spite of Ourselves” continues to reverberate with audiences, showcasing the enduring talent of both John Prine and Iris DeMent.
Lyrics
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’m never gonna let her go
He ain’t got laid in a month of Sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin’ my undies
He ain’t too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it’s oxygen
He’s my baby, and I’m his honey
Never gonna let him go
In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a-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 nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes
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’
I’m never gonna let her go
He’s got more balls than a big brass monkey
He’s a wacked out werido and a lovebug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he’s howlin’ at the moon
He’s my baby, I don’t mean maybe
Never gonna let him go
In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a-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 nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes
In spite of ourselves
We’ll end up a-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 nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes
There won’t be nothin’ but big old hearts
Dancin’ in our eyes
In spite of ourselves