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 above me
that endless skyway,
I saw below me
that golden valley:
This land
was made for you and me.

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.

Well the sun was shining
and I was strolling,
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.

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.