A                      Bbº
Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots
       Bm
And ruined your black tie affair
        E                               E7
The last one to know, the last one to show
                A
I was the last one you thought you'd see there

            A                                Bbº
And I saw the surprise and the fear in his eyes
      Bm                         Dm7
When I took his glass of champagne
E
I toasted you, said honey, "We may be through
        E                       E7
But you'll never hear me complain."

            A
'Cause I got friends in low places

Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
        Bm                            E
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                      E              A
Oh, I've got friends     in low places

              A                          Bbº
Well I guess I was wrong, I just don't belong
     Bm
But then, I've been there before
            E                        E7
Everything's all right, I'll just say goodnight
               A
And I'll show myself to the door

A                          Bbº               Bm                        C
Hey I didn't mean to cause a big scene, just give me an hour
           Dm7
And then
        E                                             E7
Well, I'll be as high as that ivory tower that you're livin' in