Lyric Glory Bound

Johnny Mack lived near Maple Creek
He was long and lean and tough
A level head and a steady hand
And a wizard with the puck
And once across the blue line oh
He d never let you down
You could tell by the look in his coal black eyes
That boy was glory bound
He could bring the home town to its feet
With a goal in overtime
The scouts had pegged him sure enough
It was just a matter of time
If there was any justice in this world
He d be picked in the second round
Cause he had the goods there was no denying
That boy was glory bound
One afternoon before a game
I stopped by Johnny s place
With my father s car and a feeling in my heart
That night we d take first place
But there was something that he d left behind
He d fetch it back in town
I never dreamt it at the time
That fate would strike him down
Oh, we phoned the Mounties when he didn t show
They found him in a ditch between here and Shaunavon
Roof caved in and it s fifty below
Sirens wail, blizzard blows
Johnny died young but I grew old
And since that time I ve come to think
When I see his name engraved on trophies
Or his picture in a case in the Kinsmen s rink
He somehow slipped the bonds of time
He s gained himself renown
And I ve started on that slow slide back
But he s forever glory bound
And I ve started on that slow slide back
But he s forever glory bound