let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes together ive got some real estate here in my bag so we bought a pack of cigarettes & mrs wagner pies & walked off to look for america kathy i said as we borded the greyhound in pittsburgh michigan seems like a dream to me now it took me four days to hitchhike from saginaw ive gone to look for america laughing on the bus playing games with the faces she said thean in the gabardine suit was a spy i said be careful his bowtie is really a camera toss me a cigarette i think theres one in my raincoat we smoke 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 knew she was sleeping im empty & aching & i dont know why counting the cars on the new jerse turnpike theyve all come to look for america all come to look for america all come to look for america




















