Friends In Low Places
Garth Brooks

 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 took 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
 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 goodnight
 And I'll show myself to the door
 Hey, I didn't mean
 To cause a big scene
 Just give me an hour andd then
 Well, I'll be as high
 As that ivory tower
 That you're livin' in