Friends in Low Places

Tom: G

                  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.
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