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Lyrics: John Prine. In Spite Of Ourselves. We Could.

If anyone could find the joy
That true love brings a girl and boy
We could, we could, you and I

If anyone could ever say
Their true love was here to stay
We could, we could, you and I

When you're in my arms
I know you're happy to be there
And just as long as I'm with you
I'm happy anywhere

If anyone could pray each night
To thank the Lord that all is right
We could, we could, you and I

When you're in my arms
I know you're happy to be there
And just as long as I'm with you
I'm happy anywhere

If anyone could pray each night
To thank the Lord that all is right
We could, we could, you and I
We could, we could, you and I