Ernest Tubb

The Image of Me
Yes I know she's the life of the party and without her things here would dieOh but don't be fooled by her laugter she has her sad times she knows how to cryShe drinks and she talks just a little too loudWith her pride gone she tags along with any old crowdYes I know I'm to blame and I feel so ashamed that I made her the image of meI met her in a little country town she was simple and old fashion in some wayBut she loved me till I dragged her down then she just gave up and drifted awayNow she drinks...Yes I made her the image of me Aus Songtexte Mania