This land is your land
This land is my land
From California
to the New York island;
From the red wood forest
to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and Me.
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.
I've roamed and rambled
and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of
the diamond deserts;
And all around me
a voice was sounding:
This land was made for you and me.
When the sun came shining,
and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving
and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting
a voice was chanting:
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 red wood forest
to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and Me.
This land was made for you and Me.
This land was made for you and Me.