Friends in Low Places

Friends in Low Places

Garth Brooks

A

Blame it on my roots, I

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showed up in boots, and

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ruined your black-tie affair, and

E

I toasted you, said;' We might be through,

but you'll never hear me complain---

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Cause, I got friends in low places,

where the whiskey drownes,

and the beer chases,my

B

blues away, and I'll be

E

Okay--,Now---

A

I'm not big on social graces,

I think I'll slip on down to the O---a-sis, Cause

B

I've got friends, in

E

low---

A

places

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Well, I guess, I was wrong. I just don't

F#m

belong-----but

D

Hey, I've been there

Bm

before----

E

everything's all right, I'll just say goodnight, &

D

show myself to the

E

door---, Hey, I---

A

didn't mean to

F#m

cause a big scene, Just---

D

give me an hour and

Bm

then---

E

I'll be as high as that ivory tower, that

your living in---

(Repeat Chorus )

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B

I've got friends in

E

Low---

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places.