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 youand'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 youand'll never hear me complain
and'cause iand've got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns
and the beer chases my blues away
and iand'll be okay
iand'm not big on social graces
think iand'll slip on down to the oasis
oh iand've got friends in low places
Well i guess i was wrong
i just donand't belong
but then iand've been there before
everythingand's all right
iand'll just say goodnight
and iand'll show myself to the door
hey i didnand't mean
to cause a big scene
just give me an hour and then
well iand'll be as high
as that ivory tower
that youand're livinand' in
and'cause iand've got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns
and the beer chases my blues away
and iand'll be okay
iand'm not big on social graces
think iand'll slip on down to the oasis
oh iand've got friends in low places
Iand've got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns
and the beer chases my blues away
and iand'll be okay
iand'm not big on social graces
think iand'll slip on down to the oasis
oh iand've got friends in low places
Iand've got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns
and the beer chases my blues away
and iand'll be okay
iand'm not big on social graces
think iand'll slip on down to the oasis
oh iand've got friends in low places
Iand've got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns
and the beer chases my blues away
and iand'll be okay...