Blame it all on my roots, I showed up in boots
 [bad word] 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 her [bad word] quot;

Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away (My blues away)
I'll be okay (I'll be okay)
Now I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places
(I've got friends in low [bad word] places)

I guess I was wrong
I just don't belong
But then, I've been there before
And everything is alright
I'll just say goodnight
And I'll show myself to that door
I didn't mean to cause a big scene
Just wait 'til I finish this glass
Then sweet little lady
I'll head back to the bar
And you can kiss my [bad word] 

Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away (My blues away)
I'll be okay (I'll be okay)
Now I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places

Alright, one more time

Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away (My blues away)
I'll be okay (I'll be okay)
Now I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places

One last time [bad word] 

Now I'm not big on social graces
Think I'll slip on down to the Oasis
Oh, I've got friends in low places