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.