This Land is Your Land
Woody Guthrie
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This land is | your land, this land is | my land, |
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From Calif | ornia to the New York | Island, |
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From the Redwood F | orests to the Gulf Stream wa | ters; |
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This land was made for you and | me. |
As I was walking that ribbon of highway, |
I looked above me, there in the skyway, |
I saw below me, the 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, |
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From the Redwood F | orests to the Gulf Stream waters; |
This land was made for you and me. |
I roamed and rambled, and followed my footsteps |
Through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts, |
And all around me this voice kept saying: |
"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, |
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From the Redwood F | orests to the Gulf Stream waters; |
This land was made for you and me. |
As the Sun was shining, and I was strolling |
Through the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, |
I could feel inside me and see all around me, |
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, |
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From the Redwood F | orests to the Gulf Stream waters; |
This land was made for you and me. |