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 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 roamed and rambled, 
And I followed my footsteps 
To the sparkling sands 
Of her diamond deserts. 
All around me 
A voice was sounding, 
This land was made 
For you and me. 
When the sun came shining, 
Then I was strolling, 
and the wheat fields waving. 
A voice was chanting 
As the fog was lifting, 
This land was made 
For you and me.