Friends In Low Places
A
Blame it all on my roots
Gdim7
I showed up in boots
Bm
and ruined your black-tie affair
E7
And I didn’t know
And I couldn’t show
A
I was the last one you thought you’d see there
A
And I saw surprise
Gdim7
And fear in his eyes
Bm Dm
When I took his glass of champagne
E7
I toasted you said
“Honey, we may be through,
But you’ll never hear me complain…”
(CHORUS):
A
Cause I’ve got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
Bm E7
My blues away – and I’ll be okay
A
And I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Bm E7 A
Cause I’ve got friends –- In low places
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