Friday, March 18, 2011

Friends in Low Places.



Going through the acts of Terry Fator,one of the songs that caught my attention is the song "Friends in Low Places" Written by: Dewayne Blackwell, Bud Lee

I consider this song as a replica of some of the events in the journey called life when people cannot just wear the expectation gowns others have designed for them.

Accept people as they really are because life is really fun with that.

If you cannot fit into an individual's expectations, just be yourself and maybe the last line of the song can be the right expression. Don not remain in that box, get out and express yourself. The supreme Being will even not be happy if you loose track of your unique self.

Enjoy the lyrics of the song. "Friends in Low Places"

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 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

'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

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 the 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 ass

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