Friends in low places
G Dm
1. Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in
boots,
Am
and
ruined your black tie affair.
D D7
The
last one to know, the last one to show,
G
I
was the last one you thought you'd see there.
G Dm
2. And I saw the surprise and the fear in his
eyes
Am C
when I took his glass of champagne.
D
I
toasted you, said honey, "We may be through,
D7
but
you'll never hear me complain."
G
'Cause I got friends in low places,
where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
Am
D
my blues away, and I'll be okay.
G
And I'm not big on social graces, think I'll
slip on down to the oasis,
Am
-D G G – Am – D - G
oh, I've got friends in low places.
G Dm
3. Well I guess I was wrong, I just don't
belong,
Am
but
then, I've been there before.
D
D7
Everything's all right, I'll just say goodnight,
G
and
I'll show myself to the door.
G
Dm
Am C
4. Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene,
just give me an hour and then
D
D7
well, I'll be as high as that ivory tower that you're livin' in.
+ CHORUS + CHORUS .... (capo 2nd) (Garth Brooks)