Bound for Glory - Neil Young International Harvesters

Out on the trans-Canada highway

There was a girl

Hitchhiking with her dog

Fireflies buzzing round her head

Like candles in the fog

He was three miles down the road

Trying to stay up

But he knew that he couldn't

She was looking

For a ride through the night

But out there who wouldn't

They were bound for glory

Bound for living on the edge

They were bound for each other

Like two comets heading for a bed

She had a new way of living

New way of looking at life

He had an 84 International and two kids

He left back home with his wife

He was tired of

Writing letters to himself

And living in the dark

She was open to suggestions

And some say she had a broken heart

And He had everything he wanted

Til have it turned out to be a job

One fallen asleep trucker

And a girl hitchhiking with her dog

They were bound for glory

Bound for living on the edge

They were bound for each other

Like two comets head on a bed

She had a new way of living

New way of looking at life

He had an 84 International and two kids

He left back home with his wife

Out on the trans-Canada highway

The sun came climbing up the cab

By the time it hit the window

They were waking up

From what little sleep they had

When that heat hit the blankets

They were looking

For love at second sight

Just staring in each others' eyes

Finding it in the morning light

They were bound for glory

Bound for living on the edge

They were bound for each other

Like two comets heading bore a bed

She had a new way of living

New way of looking at life

He had an 84 International and two kids

He left back home with his wife