Friends In Low Places

Blame it all on my roots
I showed up in boots
And ruined your black-tie affair
The last one to know
The last one to show
I was the last one you thought you'd see there

I saw the surprise
The fear in his eyes
When I took his glass of champagne
And I toasted to you
Said, "Honey, we're through,
But you'll never hear me complain."

See I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away
And I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places

Well, I guess I was wrong
I just don't belong
But then I've been there before
Everything's all right
I'll just say goodnight
And I'll show myself to the door

Hey, I didn't mean
To cause a big scene
Just give me an hour and then
Well, I'll be as high
As that ivory tower
That you're living in

'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away
I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
Oh, I've got friends
I've got friends

I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away
I'll be okay
I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
Oh, I've got friends
Oh, I've got friends
I've got friends in low places