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I’ve got some real-estate here in my bag |
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So we bought a pack of cigaretts, and Mrs. Wagner pies |
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And walked off to look for America |
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Kathy I said as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburg |
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Michigan seems like a dream to me now |
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It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw |
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I’ve come to look for America |
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Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces |
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She said the man in the gaberdine suit was a spy |
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I said be careful his bowtie is really a camera |
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Toss me a cigarette I think there’s one in my raincoat |
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We smoked the last one an hour ago |
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So I looked at the scenery, and she read her magazine |
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And the moon rose over an open field |
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Kathy I’m lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping |
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I’m empty and aching and I don’t know why |
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Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike |
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They’ve all gone to look for America |
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