Lyrics Imitation Of Living - Joe South

Imitation Of Living

This is my imitation of livin'
Since you’ve been gone
And the show goes on
Oh, God, please help me if You can
Help this poor imitation of a man
Too many parties, too much runnin' 'round
And there’s too many fair-weather friends that let me down
Too many memories that alcohol won’t drown
And in my solitude
I don’t have fortitude
Without my ups and downs, yeah
This is my, my imitation of livin'
Since you’ve been gone
And the show goes on
Oh, God, please help me if You can
Help this poor imitation of a man
Too many bills that I forgot about
And there’s too many pills I just can’t make it without
Whoa, I make a lot of money, but I throw it all away
To the dude that deals the dope
'Cause that’s my only hope
To get you off my mind, whoa
This is my, my imitation of livin'
Since you’ve been gone
And the show goes on
My God, please help me if You can
Help this poor imitation of a man
Come on, help this poor imitation of a man