Žodžiai dainai: John Prine. In Spite Of Ourselves. I Know One.

When all your loves have ended
When all your friends have flown
Who'll be around to want you
When all your loves have gone?

Only a fool would do it
After the way you've done
But how many fools would have you?
I know one

This fool keeps wondering why
He fell in love at all
But you might need this fool
Around in case you fall

After the party's over
And you've had your fill of fun
If you need a fool to forgive you
I know one

You never know, you might be lonely
When all your loves have missed
It wouldn't hurt to keep an extra
Fool on your list

After your heart's been broken
And you need a place to run
If you'll take a fool who loves you
I know one, I know one, I know one