(Boudleaux Bryant)
(Take me as I am or let me go.)
Why must you always try to make me over
Take me as I am or let me go
White lilies never grow on stalks of clover
You’ll have to take me as I am or let me go.
You’re trying to reshape me in a mold love
In the image of someone you used to know
But I’ll not be a standing for an old love
You’ll have to take me as I am or let me go.
You’ll have to take me as I am or let me go…
