"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

"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 gone 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 gone to look for America
All gone to look for America
All gone to look for America