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This Land Is Your Land

As I went a-walking that ribbon of highway 
And 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 red wood 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 land was made for you and me

There was a big high wall there that tried to stop me
Sign was painted, said: “Private Property”
But on the back side, it didn’t say nothin’
This land was made for you and me

In the squares of the city in the shadow of the steeple,
By the relief office I saw my people
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking
Is this land made for you and me?

Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back
This land was made for you and me.

When the sun come shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
A voice was chanting, as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me.
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West Marin Choir
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Point Reyes Station, CA 94956
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