Never mind, here it is. I don't know what key they sing it in, but I'll at least give you some chords so you can get the pattern.

IN SPITE OF OURSELVES (by John Prine)

[G] She don't like her eggs all runny,
She thinks crossin' her [D] legs is [G] funny,
[C] She looks down her nose at money,
She [G] gets it on like the Easter Bunny,
[D] She's my baby, I'm her honey,
I'm [D] never gonna let her [G] 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 our[C] selves we'll end up a-sittin' on a [G] rainbow,
Against all [D] odds, honey, we're the big door [G] prize,
We're gonna [C] spite our noses right off of our [G] faces,
There won't be [D] nothin' but big old hearts dancin' in our [G] 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 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 whacked-out weirdo and a love-bug 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.
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts dancin' in our eyes.

(spoken) In spite of ourselves.

HTML line breaks added. --JoeClone, 29-Jul-02.