"Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together"
"I've got some real
estate here in my bag"
So we bought a pack of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner
pies
And we walked off to look for America
"Kathy," I said as we
boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh
"Michigan seems like a dream to me
now"
It took me four days to hitchhike from Saginaw
I've gone to look for
America
Laughing on the bus
Playing games with the faces
She said
the man in the gabardine suit was a spy
I said "Be careful his bowtie is
really a camera"
"Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my
raincoat"
"We smoked the last one an hour ago"
So I looked at the scenery,
she read her magazine
And the moon rose over an open field
"Kathy, I'm
lost," I said, though I knew she was sleeping
I'm empty and aching and I
don't know why
Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
They've all
gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for
America