america

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

cathy

i said

as we boarded a greyhound in pittsburg

michigan seems like a dream to me now

it took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw

and we walked off to look for america

laughing on the bus

playing games with the faces

she said the man in the gaberdine 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

cathy

i'm lost

i said

though i knew she was sleeping

i'm empty and i'm aching and i don't know why

counting the cars on the new jersey turnpike

and we all come to look for america

all come to look for america

all come to look for america