Let us be lovers, Well marry our fortunes together. Ive got some real estate Here in my bag. So we bought a pack of cigarettes, And Mrs. Wagners 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 hitch-hike from Saginaw. Ive 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 bow tie is really a camera. Toss me a cigarette, I think theres 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, Im lost, I said, Though I know she was sleeping. Im empty and aching and I dont know why. Counting the cars On the New Jersey Turnpike Theyve all come To look for America, All come to look for America, All come to look for America.
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 01:19:28 +0000
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