Road trip... looking for America... and searching for yourself.
Lyrics
Looking for America
1.
I was rooted in New Hampshire - surfing channels in the groove
I caught a re-run of ‘The Littlest Hobo’, man that dog made me want to move
I was brought up on Baywatch and Columbo
And the Walton’s all saying ‘Goodnight’
So I jumped up and filled a backpack
And went and took myself a hike
Chorus:
Looking for America, direction by the toss of a dime
Looking for America and looking to find myself a good time
Post Chorus:
I was thinking ‘bout Woody Guthrie you know?
And him sayin’ ‘Take it easy but take it’
So I took it.
2.
Travellin’ westwards, down through Iowa, past a thousand fields of dreams
I met this sweet girl, out on the highway; she’d been poured into her jeans
She said ‘Do you wanna travel together for a while,
Seeing as we’re both headin’ the same way?’
I said ‘Are you asking?’ She said ‘What do you think?’
And I just said, ‘Hey’.
Chorus:
Looking for America, direction by the toss of a dime
Looking for America and looking to find myself a good time
Post Chorus:
She said ‘You’re kinda tense, you know?’
So I said ‘I’m from New England, we’re made that way
She said ‘Well I’m a California girl and boy you gotta learn to chill’
I said ‘’Can you teach me?’ And she said ‘You’d better believe it baby’
Bridge:
Oh man, I do believe, that I’ve found what I’m looking for
A sweet piece of Americana; that I might claim for evermore
Tag/Chorus:
Looking for America, direction by the toss of a dime
Looking for America and looking to find myself a good time
Looking for America, directed by this new friend of mine
Looking for America and I’ve found myself a real good time
Post Chorus:
We got dropped off at a crossroads
And she said ‘Chillin’ lesson time?’
And I said ‘You better believe it baby’
So we faded away into a cornfield
