Lyric 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 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 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
They ve all come to look for America
All come to look for America
All come to look for America