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[ar:Woody Guthrie] |
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[ti:This Land Is Your Land] |
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[id: oobcpwsi] |
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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 red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters |
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This land was made for you and me. |
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As I was walking that ribbon of highway, |
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I saw above me that endless skyway: |
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I saw below me that golden valley: |
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This land was made for you and me. |
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I've 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 sounding: |
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This land was made for you and me. |
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There was a big high wall there that tried to stop me; |
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Sign was painted, it said private property; |
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But on the back side it didn't say nothing; |
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This land was made for you and me |
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When the sun came shining, and I was strolling, |
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And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, |
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A voice was chanting and the fog was lifting: |
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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 red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters |
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This land was made for you and me. |
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