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 Misses 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 come to look for America 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, oh, I said, though I knew she was sleeping I'm empty, I am 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 They've all come to look for America