Song | Friends In Low Places |
Artist | Celtic Thunder |
Album | Voyage |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
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‘ | |
Cause 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 | |
And I’ll just say good night | |
And I’ll show myself to the door | |
Hey, I didn’t mean | |
To cause a big scene | |
Just give me an hour and then | |
Well, I’ll be as high | |
As that ivory tower | |
That you’re livin’ in‘ | |
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‘ | |
Cause I’ve got friends in low places | |
Yeah, 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‘ | |
Cause I’ve got friends in low places‘ | |
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‘ | |
Cause I’ve got friends in low places |
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' | |
Cause 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 | |
And I' ll just say good night | |
And I' ll show myself to the door | |
Hey, I didn' t mean | |
To cause a big scene | |
Just give me an hour and then | |
Well, I' ll be as high | |
As that ivory tower | |
That you' re livin' in' | |
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' | |
Cause I' ve got friends in low places | |
Yeah, 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' | |
Cause I' ve got friends in low places' | |
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' | |
Cause I' ve got friends in low places |
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' | |
Cause 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 | |
And I' ll just say good night | |
And I' ll show myself to the door | |
Hey, I didn' t mean | |
To cause a big scene | |
Just give me an hour and then | |
Well, I' ll be as high | |
As that ivory tower | |
That you' re livin' in' | |
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' | |
Cause I' ve got friends in low places | |
Yeah, 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' | |
Cause I' ve got friends in low places' | |
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' | |
Cause I' ve got friends in low places |