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...