Friends In Low Places
Garth Brooks

CAPO 2nd Fret (Key of A) fort original key - No Capo for me

INTRO
G  G#dim7  Am  D

D        G                  G#dim7
Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots
    Am
And ruined your black tie affair
    D
The last one to know, the last one to show
              G
I was the last one you thought you'd see there
                                G#dim7
And I saw the surprise, and the fear in his eyes
     Am                       Cm
When I took his glass of champagne
    D
And I toasted you, said, "Honey, we may be through

But you'll never hear me complain"

       G
'Cause I've got friends in low places
          G                                     Am
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away
         D
And I'll be okay
G
I'm not big on social graces
           G
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
    Am               D      G 
Oh, I've got friends in low places

G  G  G  Am  D  G
 
      G                      G#dim7
Well, I guess I was wrong, I just don't belong
     Am
But then, I've been there before
      D
Everything's alright, I'll just say goodnight
          G
And I'll show myself to the door
                       G#dim7
Hey, I didn't mean, to cause a big scene
     Am                  Cm
Just give me an hour and then
     D
Well I'll be as high as that ivory tower that you're livin' in

G
I've got friends in low places
          G                                     Am
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away
         D
And I'll be okay
G
I'm not big on social graces
           G
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
    Am               D      G 
Oh, I've got friends in low places

G
I've got friends in low places
          G                                     Am
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away
         D
And I'll be okay
G
I'm not big on social graces
           G
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
    Am               D      G 
Oh, I've got friends in low places

G
I've got friends in low places
          G                                     Am
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away
         D
And I'll be okay
G
I'm not big on social graces
           G
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
    Am               D      G 
Oh, I've got friends in low places