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.
As I went 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.
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.
I roamed and rambled
And I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands
Of her diamond deserts.
All around me
A voice was sounding
This was made for you and me.
This Land is your Land,
This Land is my Land,
From Junkmansland,
To the Polands Island
From the redwood forest,
To the gulf-stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.
When the sun comes shining
And is was strolling
The wheat fields waving
The dust clouds rolling
A voice was chanting
And a fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me.
This Land is your Land,
This Land is my Land,
From England,
To the New York Island
From the redwood forest,
To the gulf-stream waters,
This land was made for you and me.
Writer(s): Woody Guthrie
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