My sweetheart sent me a text message today. "Found our song - In Spite of Ourselves - John Prine and Iris DeMent. LMAO - listen to the song when you get home." Sure 'nuff, I'm LMAO also. If you only want to hear the song, start listening at 1:30. Lyrics are below. If you listen to the entire thing, the movie John Prine refers to is "Daddy and Them." (Oh my GOSH - what a truly Southern thing to say -- as in "We're gonna go see Daddy and 'Em this weekend.")
So, of course, a little research was in order (read: TimeSuckage). You know the really awesome song "Iris" by the Goo Goo Dolls? Well, according to Wikipedia (warning: no reference source) "Iris" is named for none other than Iris DeMent.
"In Spite of Ourselves" by John Prine and Iris DeMent
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 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.
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.
(spoken) In spite of ourselves
Anyone remember when mini-series were the rage on television? I think they hit their heyday before I turned 15. I remember when we lived in Knoxville, TN, my bedroom had pocket doors that didn't quite meet in the middle and a great view of the television. Through the crack in the door, I sneaked to watch a handsome Richard Chamberlain and a gorgeous Rachel Ward in a star-crossed love affair. I was not quite 14 years old. The following summer was the first time I read the book and loved it so much that I have periodically re-read it.
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