This land is your land
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 walkin' that ribbon of a highway, I saw above me that
endless skyway.
I saw below me that golden valley. This land was made for you
and me.
(Chorus)
I roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps to the
sparklin' sands of her diamond desert
And all around me a voice was sounding, "This land was made
for you and me."
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 calling, "This land was
made for you and me."
Autor(es): Woody Guthrie