Image Of Me

Yes, I know she's the life of the party
 And without her things here would die
 Oh, but don't be fooled by her laughter
 She has her sad times, she knows how to cry
 She drinks and she talks just a little too loud
 And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd
 Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed
 That I made her the image of me
 I met her in a little country town
 She was settled and old-fashioned in some ways
 But she loved me till I dragged her down
 Then she just gave up and drifted away
 She drinks and she talks just a little too loud
 And with her black gown she hangs around with any old crowd
 Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed
 That I made her the image of me
 Yes, I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed
 That I made her the image of me