Friends in low places de Mark Chesnutt

(dewayne blackwell, bud lee)
Blame it all on my roots, i showed up in boots
and ruined your black tie affair
the last one to show, the last one to know
the last one you thought you¯d see there
i saw the surprise, and the fear in his eyes
when i took his glass of champagne
then i toasted you, said honey we may be through
but you¯ll never hear me complain
Chorus
cause i¯ve got friends in low places
where the whiskey drowns and there beer chases
my blues away and i¯ll be ok
hey, 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 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
but give me an hour and then
i¯ll be as high as this ivory tower
that you¯re livin¯ in
Repeat chorus