This land is your land,

This land is my land,

From California

To the New York island,

From the Redwood Forest,

To the Gulf stream waters,

This land was made for you and me.

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As I was walking,

That ribbon of highway,

I saw above me

That endless skyway,

I saw below me

That golden valley.

This land was made for you and me.

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I've roamed and rambled

And I've followed my footsteps

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts

And all around me a voice was sounding

This land was made for you and me

.

The sun comes shining

As I was strolling

The wheat fields waving

And the dust clouds rolling

The fog was lifting a voice come chanting

This land was made for you and me

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As I was walkin'

I saw a sign there

And that sign said no tress passin'

But on the other side

It didn't say nothin!

Now that side was made for you and me!

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In the squares of the city

In the shadow of the steeple

Near the relief office

I see my people

And some are grumblin'

And some are wonderin'

If this land's still made for you and me.

.

Nobody living can ever stop me

As I go walking

That freedom highway

Nobody living can make me turn back

This land was made for you and me

by Woody Guthrie