In a dusty old saloon out west in Abilene Dreaming dreams at forty that he dreamed at seventeen He sings and plays his guitar for all of you bucks tonight Still tryin' to be a star and see his name in lights Somewhere the organ's playin' a hymn of salvation As she sings so low for the congregation In her mind she's at the Opry and her friends filled the pews And she can hear them saying she's Loretta No.2 Looking in Nashville mirrors you can close your eyes and dream who you are Looking in Nashville mirrors it's easy to see the reflection of the star
Loadin' steel in Pittsburg savin' every dime he raise He's headin' south to Nashville prayin' for the break Every song he's written it's gonna be a country hit He hates to leave his family but his dream won't let him quit In a honky tonk in Georgia she looks old at sixteen Lord she hates the spotlights she don't even like the scene But daddy's pushin' her to be the star he can't be Those lyin' Nashville mirrors there's so easy to believe Looking in Nashville mirrors...
Excepting his award on the Grammy show tonight That cowboy's now an outlaw stoned out of his mind He's found that a star only lights an empty space And the mirrors that he dreamed in he can't find the nerve to face Looking in Nashville mirrors... Sometimes it takes a lifetime to see the fool you areTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
