Mentioned by GUEST,Genie above:

FRIENDS IN LOW PLACES
DeWayne Blackwell, Earl Bud Lee

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."

CHORUS: 'Cause I've got friends in low places,
Where the whiskey drowns and the beer chases
My blues away,
And I'll be okay.
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 goodnight,
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. CHORUS

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 goodnight,
And I'll show myself to the door.
Hey, I didn't mean
To cause a big scene.
Just wait till I finish this glass,
And, sweet little lady,
I'll head back to the bar,
And you can kiss my ass! CHORUS

[Recorded by Garth Brooks, Mark Chesnutt, and a few others.]