- [Announcer] Here's Academy of Country Music Award winner,
Jimmie Allen.
(audience applauding)
(thunder)
(quiet guitar music begins)
♪ 3:30 in the morning ♪
♪ Not a soul in sight ♪
♪ The city's looking like a ghost town ♪
♪ On a moonless summer night ♪
♪ Raindrops on the windshield ♪
♪ There's a storm moving in ♪
♪ He's heading back from somewhere ♪
♪ That he never should have been ♪
♪ And the thunder rolls ♪
♪ Every light is burning ♪
♪ In a house across town ♪
♪ She's pacing by the telephone ♪
♪ In a faded flannel gown ♪
♪ Askin' for a miracle ♪
♪ And hopin' she ain't right now ♪
♪ Prayin' it's the weather ♪
♪ That's kept him out all night ♪
♪ And the thunder rolls ♪
♪ The thunder rolls ♪
♪ And the lightning strikes ♪
♪ Another love grows cold ♪
♪ On a sleepless night ♪
♪ As the storm blows all out of control ♪
♪ Deep in her heart ♪
♪ The thunder rolls ♪
(audience applauding)
♪ Blame it all on my roots ♪
♪ I showed up in boots ♪
♪ And ruined your black tie affair ♪
♪ The last one to know ♪
♪ Was 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 got friends in low places ♪
♪ Where the whiskey drowns ♪
♪ And the beer chases my blues away ♪
♪ Hey! ♪
♪ And I'll be okay ♪
♪ Well I'm not big on social graces ♪
♪ Think I'll slip on down to the oasis ♪
♪ Oh I got friends, yeah ♪
♪ In low places ♪
- How 'bout ya'll help me sing this song
♪ 'Cause I got friends in low places ♪
♪ Where the whiskey drowns ♪
♪ And the beer chases by blues away ♪
♪ Hey ♪
♪ And I'll be okay ♪
♪ No, I'm not big on social graces ♪
♪ Think I'll slip on down to the oasis ♪
♪ Oh I got friends, yeah ♪
♪ In low places ♪
♪ Yeah ♪
♪ 'Cause I got friends ♪
♪ In low places ♪
(audience applauding)
- Mr Brooks, thank you so much,
love you, thank you for everything you've done, man.