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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
La Energía Norteña
La Energía Norteña
Interprète
Robert Ray
Robert Ray
Voix principales
Clay Hollis
Clay Hollis
Voix principales
Adrián Zamarripa
Adrián Zamarripa
Voix principales
Juan José Mancera
Juan José Mancera
Basse électrique
Michael Lopez
Michael Lopez
Batterie
Adrián Gloria Mata
Adrián Gloria Mata
Guitare
Manuel Borrego
Manuel Borrego
Accordéon
Hernán Rebollar
Hernán Rebollar
Saxophone
Jerry Deleon
Jerry Deleon
Voix principales
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Dewayne Blackwell
Dewayne Blackwell
Paroles/Composition
Earl Bud Lee
Earl Bud Lee
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Adrián Zamarripa
Adrián Zamarripa
Production
Humberto Novoa
Humberto Novoa
Production
Carlos H. Alvarez
Carlos H. Alvarez
Production
Daniel Zapata
Daniel Zapata
Ingénierie de prise de son
Jorge El Güero Hernandez
Jorge El Güero Hernandez
Ingénierie de montage

Paroles

[Verse 1]
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"
[Verse 2]
'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
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
[Verse 3]
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
[Verse 4]
'Cause I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
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
[Verse 5]
Yeah, I've got friends in low places
Where the whiskey drowns
And the beer chases my blues away
And I'll be okay
Written by: Dewayne Blackwell, Earl Bud Lee
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