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