Blame it (G)all on my roots.

I (G#dim7)showed up in boots and (Am)ruined your black tie af fair.

Ev The (D)last one to know,

the (D7)last one to show, I was the (G)last one you’d thought you’d see there.

And I saw the sur prise and the (G#dim7)fear in his eyes when (Am)I took his glass of cham (Cm)pagne

and (D)I toast ed you, said, “Hon ey, we may be through, but you’ll nev er hear me com plain.”

’Cause (G)I’ve got friends in low

plac es, where the whis key drowns and the beer

chas es my (Am)blues a way

and I’ll (D7)be o kay.

Yeah, (G)I’m not big on so cial grac es.

Think I’ll slip on down to the O

a sis.

Oh, (Am)I’ve got friends

in low

(G)plac es.

Well, I (G)guess I was wrong.

I (G#dim7)just don’t be long.

But (Am)then, I’ve been there be fore.

Ev ’ry (D)thing is al right.

I’ll (D7)just say good night and I’ll (G)show my self thought to the door.

And Hey, I did n’t mean to (G#dim7)cause a big scene.

Just (Am)give me an ho ur and (Cm)then,

well, (D)I’ll be high you, as that i we vo ry tower but you’ll nev that you’re liv ing in.

’Cause (G)I’ve got friends in low plac es, where the whis key drowns and the beer chas es my (Am)blues a way

and I’ll (D7)be o kay.

Yeah, (G)I’m not big on so cial grac es.

Think I’ll slip on down to the O a sis.

Oh, (Am)I’ve got friends

in low

(G)plac es.

Well, I

Yeah,