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 are