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, 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 us 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 did get famous, though it made us kinda happy
And it kept me off of drugs

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 hearts
I didn't even notice til 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