The Image Of Me Conway Twitty And without her things here would die Yes I know she's the life of the party She has her sad times, she knows how to cry (chorus) She drinks, and she talks, just a little too loud Oh but don't be fooled by her laughter And with her pride gone, she hangs around With any old crowd That I made her the image of me Yes I know I'm to blame, and i feel so ashamed I met her in a little country town But she loved me 'till I dragged her down Then she just gave up and drifted away She was simple and old fashioned in some ways (chorus) transcribed by wallace hoard([email protected])
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