Image Of Me

Well, I know she's the life of the party
And without her, he thinks he would die
But don't be fooled by her laughter
She's had sad times--she knows how to cry

Well, she drinks and she talks
Just a little too loud
And with her pride gone, she tags along
With any old crowd
Well, I know I'm to blame
And I feel so ashamed
That I've made her
The image of me

I met her in a little country town
She was simple and old fashioned in some ways
But I loved her 'til I dragged her down
Then she just gave up and drifted away

Well, she drinks and she talks
Just a little too loud
And with her pride gone she tags along
With any old crowd
Well, I know I'm to blame
And I feel so ashamed
That I've made her
The image of me

Well, I know I'm to blame
And I feel so ashamed
That I've made her
The image of me