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