Chorus :

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 went walking that ribbon of highway

I saw aboveme  that endless skyway,

I saw below me that golden valley,

This land was made for you and me.

 

I roamed and rambled, and I followed my footsteps,

To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,

All round me a voice was sounding,

This land was made for you and me.

 

When the sun come shing, then 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.