[God Blessed America]
This Land Was Made For You And Me

by Woody Gurthrie

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.]

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.]

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.]

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.]

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.]

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.]

*all you can write is
what you see.

Original copy of this song

WOODY G.

N.Y., N.Y., N.Y.,
Feb 23, 1940
43rd Street & 6th Avenue
Hanover House

This Land Is Your Land

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.

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've roamed and rambled and I 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.

When the sun came shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me.

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.

In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people,
By the relief office I seen 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.

© Copyright 1956 (renewed), 1958 (renewed), 1970 and 1972

Native American Version:

This land is your land,
It once was my land,
Before we sold you Manhattan Island,
You pushed our nations
To the reservations
This land was stole by you from me

Ecology Version:

I've roamed and rambled
And followed the beer cans,
From the toxic cities
To the flooded canyons.
And all around me
Were the billboards reading:
This land was made for you and me!

As I was walking
That ribbon of highway,
I heard the buzzing
Of a hundred chain saws,
And the redwoods falling,
And the loggers calling:
This land was made for you and me.

Gl Vietnam Version:

This land is your land,
But it isn't my land,
From the Mekong Delta
To the Pleiku Highland,
When we get shot at
The ARVN flee,
This land was meant for the V. C.!

Rebel Version:

This land is their land,
It isn't our land,
From the Wall Street office
To the Cadillac car-land;
From the plush apartments
To the Hollywood starland,
This land is not for you and me.

If this is our land,
You'd never know it,
So take your bullshit
And kindly stow it,
Let's get together
And overthrow it,
Then this land will be for you and me.