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 OK
Yeah, I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, 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, 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 OK
Yeah, I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, I’ve got friends in low places
Oh, I’ve got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases my blues away
And I’ll be OK
Yeah, I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, 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 OK
Yeah, I’m not big on social graces
Think I’ll slip on down to the oasis
Oh, 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 OK

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Dewayne Blackwell / Earl Lee
Friends in Low Places lyrics © Universal Music – Careers, Sony/atv Cross Keys Publishing

They packed up all his buckles and shipped his saddle to his dad
And by the way the house looked, she must have took it bad
The workers come on Monday to fix the door and patch the wall
They say she just went crazy the night she got the call
He was up in Wyoming and drew a bull no man could ride
He promised her he’d turn own, well it turned out that he lied
And all the dreams that they’d been living in the California sand
Died right there beside him in Cheyenne
They say she just went crazy screamin’ out his name
She ran out into the ocean and to this day they claim
That you can go down by the water and see her footprints in the sand
‘Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne
They never found her body, just her diary by the bed
It told about the fight they had and the words that she had said
When he told her he was ridin’ she said, “Then I don’t give a damn
If you never come back from Cheyenne”
Nobody can explain it, some say she’s still alive
They’d even claim they’ve seen her on the shoreline late at night
If you go down by the water, you’ll see her footprints in the sand
‘Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne
‘Cause every night she walks the beaches of Cheyenne

Source: Musixmatch
Songwriters: Garth Brooks / Bryan Kennedy / Dan Roberts
The Beaches of Cheyenne lyrics © Emi April Music Inc.