Bars Shouldn't Have Mirrors Songtext
von Chris LeDoux

Boots and a buckle, jukebox and a bottle
Old rodeo cowboy, it′s part of the draw
He dreams of tomorrow, winnin' the next show
′Til he looks in the mirror that hangs on the wall

There's a weathered old face, like leather it's 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
Well the whisky will make him a winner again
But every drink that is raised, he'll see his face
′Cause the bottle′s just a mirror he holds in his hand

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?

Is that cowboy I'm lookin′ at there really me?