♪♪♪♪ 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 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 ♪♪ All come to look for America ♪♪ All come to look for America ♪♪ All come... ♪