"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's pies,
And walked off to look for America
"Kathy," I said, As we boardered a Greyhound
in Pittsburgh.
"Michigan seems like a dream to me now.
It took me four days
To hitchhike from Saginaw.
I've come 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 on 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 come
To look for America,
All come to look for America.
All come to look for America.