| Capo at 2nd fret |
| C | G | Am | C/G | F | |
| Let us be | lovers, we'll | marry our | fortunes tog | ether |
| C | G | Am | |
| I've got some | real-estate | here in my bag |
| Em7 | A7 | Em7 | A7 | |
| So we bought a pack of | cigaretts, and | Mrs. Wagner | pies |
| D | C | G | C | F | |
| And | walked | off to | look for | Ameri | ca |
| C | G | Am | C/G | F | |
| Kathy I | said as we | boarded the | Greyhound in | Pittsburgh |
| C | G | Am | |
| Michigan | seems like a | dream to me now |
| G | |
| It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw |
| D | G | D | C | Cmaj7 | |
| I've | come to l | ook for | Americ | a |
| Bridge |
| Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 | |
| Laughing on the bus, playing | games with the faces |
| Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 | |
| She said the man in the gaberdine suit was a | spy |
| Fmaj7 | Cmaj7 | G | Am | C/G | F | |
| I said be careful his bowtie is really a | camera |
| C | G | Am | C/G | F | |
| Toss me a | cigarette | I think there's | one in my | raincoat |
| C | G | Am | |
| We smoked the | last one an | hour ago |
| Em7 | A7 | Em7 | A7 | |
| So I looked at the | scenery, and | she read her maga | zine |
| D | C | G | C | F | |
| And the | moon | rose | over an | open | field |
| C | G | Am | C/G | F | |
| Kathy I'm | lost, I | said, though I | knew she was | sleeping |
| C | G | Am | |
| I'm | empty and | aching and | I don't know why |
| G | |
| Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike |
| D | G | D | C | F | |
| They've | all | gone to | look for | Ameri | ca |
