Friends In Low Places - Garth Brooks

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 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 livin' in 

'Cause 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 

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 

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 

I've got friends in low places 
Where the whiskey drowns 
And the beer chases my blues away 
And I'll be okay...