Friends in Low Places

Writer(s): Dewayne Blackwell, Earl Bud Lee

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

And I saw the surprise

and the fear in his eyes

when I took his glass of champagne

And I toasted you said honey we may be through

But you'll never hear me complain

‘Cause I've got friends in low places

where the whiskey drowns and beer chases my blues away

and I'll be okay

Now 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

I'll be as high as that ivory tower that you're livin' in

‘Cause I've got friends in low places

where the whiskey drowns

and beer chases my blues away and

I'll be okay

and I'm not big on social graces think

I'll slip on down to the oasis oh

I've got friends in low places

I've got friends in low places where the whiskey drowns

and 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

I've got friends in low places

where the whiskey drowns

and 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