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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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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. |
