Friends in Low Places

Friends in Low Places - Francesca Gramegna/Giacomo Bondi/Alfredo Bochicchio

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 tookay 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

Yeah 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 good night

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

Yeah I'm not big on social graces

Think I'll slip on down to the oasis

Oh I've got friends in low places

'Cause I've got friends in low places

Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away

And I'll be okay

Yeah I'm not big on social graces

Think I'll slip on down to the oasis

Oh I've got friends in low places

See I've got friends in low places

In low places