I'm Glad I Hitched My Apple Wagon to Your Star

I was young and I was stupid, I had just turned seventeen I took my hits on a dumb road trip to Nashville, Tennessee I packed my anti-histamines on top of the drugs Harmonica, and a box guitar In a canvas covered wagon stuffed with apples and with guns We quietly slipped across the border into Arkansas But still we couldn't find that what it was we were looking for So we crept under to get a look, along the Rio Grande But I couldn't help but notice how The little things that used to make us happy made you sad But I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I never would have got here if I followed my heart I didn't think much of it 'til I took it apart I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star We never ever made it down to Nashville in the end And no one ever signed us, the country disco band However hard we tried it, it never seemed to be enough We never could get famous It made us kind of happy and it get me off the drugs And now I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I never would have got here if I followed my heart I didn't think much of it 'til I took it apart I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star To your star, to your star, to your star I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I never would have got here if I followed my heart I didn't think much of it 'til I took it apart I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I'm happy if you're happy but it breaks our heart I didn't even notice until it fell apart I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star To your star, to your star, to your star I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star I'm glad I hitched my apple wagon to your star