Bars Shouldn't Have Mirrors

Boots and a buckle jukebox and a bottle

Old rodeo cowboy its part of the draw

He dreams of tomorrow winnin' the next show

Till he looks in the mirror that hangs on the wall

There's a weathered old face like leather its aged

With scars you can trace that run down to his soul

The mirror can't hide what the drinks will disguise

There's a rodeo cowboy that's gettin' too old

Bars shouldn't have mirrors who wants to see the real thing

Bars shouldn't have mirrors is that cowboy I'm lookin' at there really me

But he'll tell all his stories live over past glories

Will the whisky will make him a winner again

But every drink that is raised he'll see his face

Cause the bottles just a mirror he holds in his hand

Bars shouldn't have mirrors...