The Image of Me Conway Twitty
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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 pride gone, she tags along
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 simple and old-fashioned in some ways
But she loved me till I draggеd her down
Then she just gavе up and drifted away
She drinks, and she talks
Just a little too loud
And with her pride gone, she tags along
With any old crowd
Yes, I know I'm to blame
And I feel so ashamed
That I made her the image of me
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 pride gone, she tags along
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 simple and old-fashioned in some ways
But she loved me till I draggеd her down
Then she just gavе up and drifted away
She drinks, and she talks
Just a little too loud
And with her pride gone, she tags along
With any old crowd
Yes, I know I'm to blame
And I feel so ashamed
That I made her the image of me
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