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 boarded a Greyhound in Pittsburgh,
   Michigan seems like a dream tom 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 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.
   hey ve all come
   To look for America,
   All come to look for America.