G C Yes, I know she's the life of the party G D And without her, things here would die G C Oh, but don't be fooled by her laughter G D G D She has her sad times, she knows how to cry [Bridge] C She drinks, and she talks G Just a little too loud A7 And with her pride gone, she tags along D With any old crowd [Chorus] G Yes, I know I'm to blame C And I feel so ashamed G D G D That I made her the image of me [Verse] G C I met her in a little country town G D She was simple and old-fashioned in some ways G C But she loved me till I dragged her down G D G D Then she just gave up and drifted away [Bridge] C She drinks, and she talks G Just a little too loud A7 And with her pride gone, she tags along D With any old crowd [Chorus] G Yes, I know I'm to blame C And I feel so ashamed G D G D That I made her the image of me