America

Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together

I've got some real estate in my bag

So we bought a pack of cigarettes and

Mrs. Wagner's pies

And we walked off, walked off, walked off,to look for

America Kathy,

I said, as we boarded the greyhound in

Pittsburgh

Michigan seems like a dream to me now

Took me four days to hitchhike from

Saginaw They've all gone to look for

America All gone to look for

America Laughing on the bus, playing games with faces

She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy

I said be careful, his bow tie is really a camera "Kathy, I'm lost",

I said, although

I knew she was sleeping

I'm empty and aching and

I don't know why

I'm Counting the cars on the

New Jersey turnpike

And they've all gone to look for

America All gone to look for

America All gone to look for

America