This land is your land, this land is my land,
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From California, to the New York Island,
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From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream Waters,
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This land was made for you and me.
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I roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsteps
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To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
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And all around me a voice was singing
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This land was made for you and me!
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This land is your land, this land is my land,
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From California, to the New York Island,
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From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream Waters,
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This land was made for you and me.
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As I went walking that ribbon of highway
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I saw above me that endless skyway
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I saw below me those golden valleys
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This land was made for you and me!
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This land is your land, this land is my land,
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From California, to the New York Island,
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From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream Waters,
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This land was made for you and me.
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As the sun was shining, and I was strolling,
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And the wheat fields waving, and the dust clouds rolling,
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As the fog was lifting, a voice was saying
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"This land was made for you and me!"
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This land is your land, this land is my land,
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From California, to the New York Island,
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From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream Waters,
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This land was made for you and me.
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THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND
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| Peter, Paul & Mary |
