Cifras
America

Tono: C

Introducción:

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                                 D                 A/C#                       Bm               A                   G 
                                Let us be lovers, we'll marry our fortunes together
                                 D                         A/C#                   Bm 
                                I've got some real-estate here in my bag
                                 F#m                                         B7   B4                   F#m       B7 
                      So we bought a pack of cigarettes, and Mrs. Wagner pies
                                         A           D           A       Bm  C#m  Bm     G 
                                And walked off to look for America
                         D             A/C#                   Bm                   A                       G 
                        Cathy I said as we boarded the Greyhound in Pittsburg
                                 D               A/C#                       Bm 
                                Michigan seems like a dream to me now
                                 A 
                                It took me four days to hitch-hike from Savannah
                                 E       A             E                 D7M 
                                I've come to look for America
                                 C7M                                                     D7M 
                                Laughing on the bus, playing games with the faces
                                 C7M                                                                                   D7M 
                                She said the man in the garbadine suit was a spy
                                 C7M                                     A7                                   D 
                                I said be careful his bowtie is really a camera

                       D                 A/C#                 Bm                           A                 G 
                      Toss me a cigarette I think there's one in my raincoat
                                 D                 A/C#                   Bm 
                                We smoked the last one an hour ago
                       F#m                                 B7  B4           F#m                             B7 
                      So I looked at the scenery, and she read her magazine
                                               A       D       A  Bm  C#m  D  A/C#  Bm  G 
                                An the moon rose over an open field
                       D                 A/C#       Bm                         A                             G 
                      Cathy I'm lost, I said, though I knew she was sleeping
                                         D                   A/C#           Bm 
                                I'm empty and aching and I don't know why
                                 A 
                                Counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike
                                                 E     A             E               D7M 
                                They've all gone to look for America
                                                 E     A             E               D7M 
                                They've all gone to look for America
                                                 E     A             E               D7M 
                                They've all gone to look for America