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America (Simon & Garfunkel)

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Let us be lovers we'll marry our fortunes
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together. I've got some real estate
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here in my bag. So we bought a pack
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of cigarettes and Mrs. Wagner's pies, and
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walked off to look for Ame rica.
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Kathy, I said as we boarded a Greyhound in
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Pittsburgh. Michigan seems like a
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dream to me now. It took me four days to
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hitchhike from Saginaw. I've come to look for
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Ame rica.
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Laughing on the bus, playing games with
     
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the faces. She said the man in the
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gabardine suit was a spy. I said, be
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careful his bowtie is really a camera.
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Toss me a cigarette, I think there's one in my
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raincoat. We smoked the last one an
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hour ago. So I looked at the
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scenery, she read her magazine, and
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the moon rose over an o pen field.
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Kathy, I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was
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sleeping. I'm empty and aching and
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I don't know why. Counting the cars on
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the New Jersey Turnpike, they've all come to
     
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look for Ame rica. All come to look for
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Ame rica. All come to look for Ame
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rica.

America (Simon & Garfunkel)                            rica.                                            
                                                                                                        
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 Mrs. Wagner's pies,  and                                                             
walked off to look for Ame     rica.                                                                    
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
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                                                           
Ame     rica.                                                                                           
                                                                                                        
Laughing on the bus,   playing games with                                                               
the faces.    She said the man in the                                                                   
gabardine suit was a spy.      I said, be                                                               
careful his bowtie is really a camera.                                                                  
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
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 o      pen field.                                                                 
                                                                                                        
                                                                                                        
Kathy, I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was                                                          
sleeping.     I'm empty and aching and                                                                  
I don't know why.    Counting the cars on                                                               
the New Jersey Turnpike, they've all come to                                                            
look for Ame     rica.  All come to look for                                                            
Ame     rica.  All come to look for Ame