Written by Paul Simon
G Em G C G G Em G C G Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooooooh Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooooooh G Em G C Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together G Em Em7 I've got some real-estate here in my bag ooooo Bm E7 Bm E7 So we bought a pack of cigarettes, and Mrs. Wagner pies A G D G Em And walked off to look for America G Em G C Cathy I said as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburg G Em Em7 Michigan seems like a dream to me now D Bm It took me four days to hitch-hike from Saginaw A D A Gmaj7 G And I've come to look for America F G Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces F G She said the man in the gabardine suit was a spy C G Em C I said be careful his bowtie is really a camera G Em G C Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in my raincoat G Em Em7 We smoked the last one an hour ago Bm E7 Bm E7 So I looked at the scenery, she read her magazine A G D G Em And the moon rose over an open field G Em G C Cathy I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping G Em Em7 I'm empty and aching and I don't know why D Bm Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike A D A Gmaj7 They've all come to look for America A D A Gmaj7 They've all come to look for America A D A Gmaj7 They've all come to look for America A D A Gmaj7 G C They've all come to look for America G Em G C G C Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooo Ooooooh ooooooo