Friends In Low Places

Friends In Low Places - The Hit Crew

Written by：Dewayne Blackwell/Lee Earl Bud

Blame it all on my roots

I showed up in boots

And ruined your black tie affair

Last one know

The last one to show

I was 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

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 OK

And I'm not big on social graces

Think I'll slip on down to the oasis

So 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 alright

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 OK

And I'm not big on social graces

Think I'll slip on down to the oasis

So 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 OK

I'm not big on social graces

Think I'll slip on down to the oasis

So 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 ok