To Purchase 'Celtic Thunder - Voyage II' on DVD from the Celtic Thunder Online Store, with World Wide Shipping and NO Regional Blocks http://www.celticthunder.ie/content/celtic-thunder-voyage-ii-dvd Friends In Low Places (Performed by Ryan Kelly - Accompanied by Group) 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 'Cause, 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 I've got friends in low places Where the whiskey drowns And the beer chases my blues away And I'll be okay Yea, I'm not big on social graces Think I'll slip on down to the oasis 'Cause, I've got friends in low places Yeah, '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 'Cause, I've got friends in low places Well, 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 'Cause, I've got friends in low places

To Purchase 'Celtic Thunder - Voyage II' on DVD from the Celtic Thunder Online Store, with World Wide Shipping and NO Regional Blocks http://www.celticthunder.ie/content/celtic-thunder-voyage-ii-dvd SEVEN DRUNKEN NIGHTS (Group) As I walked home on Monday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a horse outside the door where my old horse should be So I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that horse outside the door where my old horse should be? Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely sow that me mother sent to me Many is a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a sow with a saddle on sure I never seen before Now as I came home on Tuesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a coat behind the door where my old coat should be So I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that coat behind the door where my old coat should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely blanket that me mother sent to me Well, many is a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But buttons in a blanket sure I never saw before And as I went home on Wednesday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be So, I called his wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that pipe up on the chair where my old pipe should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see That's a lovely tin whistle that me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But tobacco in a tin whistle sure I never seen before And as I came home on Thursday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw two boots beneath the bed where my two boots should be Well, I called me wife and I says to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns those boots beneath the bed where my old boots should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, still you can not see They're two lovely Geranium pots me mother sent to me Well, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But laces in Geranium pots I never seen before Well, as I came home on Friday night as drunk as drunk could be I saw a head upon the bed where my balk head should be Well, I called me wife and I said to her: Will you kindly tell to me Who owns that head upon the bed where my old head should be Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, Still you can not see That's a baby boy that my mother send to me Hey, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with wiskers on ive never seen before Ah, you're drunk, you're drunk you silly old fool, Still you can not see That's a baby boy that my mother send to me Hey, it's many a day I've travelled a hundred miles or more But a baby boy with wiskers on ive never seen before