Written by: Woody Guthrie As I was walking that ribbon of highway This land is your land, this land is my land I've roamed and rambled, and I've followed my footsteps This land is your land, this land is my land The sun comes shining as I was strolling This land is your
land, this land is my land As I was walkin', I saw a sign there This land is your land, this land is my land In the squares of the city, in the shadow of the steeple This land is your land, this land is my land
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me that golden valley
This land was made for you and me
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
To the sparkling sands of her
diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
And that sign said, "No Tresspassin'"
But on the other side it didn't say nothin'
Now that side was made for you and me!
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
This
land was made for you and me
Near the relief office I see my people
And some are grumblin', and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me
From California to the New York Island
From the redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
Nobody living can ever stop me
As I go walking that freedom
highway
Nobody living can make me turn back
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 redwood forest to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
TRO-© Copyright 1956 (Renewed) 1970 (Renewed) 1972 (Renewed) Ludlow Music, Inc.
Words and Music- Woody Guthrie
This land is your land, This land is my land…
From California to the New York island.
From the Redwood 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.
This land is your land, This land is my land.
From
California to the New York island.
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for you and me.
I’ve roamed and rambled, and followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands, of her diamond deserts.
And all around me a voice was sounding
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 Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters;
This land was made for
you and me.
The sun comes shining and I was strolling
The wheat fields waving, the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting a voice was calling
This land was made for you and me.
This land was made for you and me!
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[Words and Music by Woody Guthrie]
(Written in 1940 and recorded in 1944)
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California to the New York Island
From the Redwood 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 roamed and I rambled and I followed my
footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
While 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
A voice was chanting, As the fog was lifting,
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 Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me.
Original 1940 Version:
(slightly less patriotic)
This land is your land, this land is my land
From the California to the Staten New York Island,
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters,
God blessed America for me.
[This land was made for you and me.]
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
And saw above me that endless skyway,
And saw below me the golden valley, I said:
God blessed America
for me.
[This land was made for you and me.]
I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
And all around me, a voice was sounding:
God blessed America for me.
[This land was made for you and me.]
Was a high wall there that tried to stop me
A sign was painted said: Private Property,
But on the back side it didn't say nothing -
God blessed America for me.
[This land was made for you and me.]
When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling;
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting:
God blessed America for me.
[This land was made for you and me.]
One bright sunny morning in the shadow of the steeple
By the Relief Office I saw my people -
As they stood hungry, I stood there wondering if
God blessed America for me.
[This land was made for you and me.]
1940 Variant Verses:
As I
went walking I saw a sign there
And on the sign it said "No Trespassing."
But on the other side it didn't say nothing,
That side was 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.
In the squares of the city, In the shadow of a steeple;
By the relief office, I'd seen my people.
As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking,
Is
this land made for you and me?