This Land Is Your Land
Soloists for Winter Fest
v1. Molly Boyes v2. Larry Enos v3. Tim Weed v4. Marv Zauderer V5. Wendi Kallins & Mia Andler V6. David Weckler |
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. |