THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND Bruce Springsteen
As I was on that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and 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:
This land was made for you and me
When the sun came shining, as I was strolling
And wheat fields waving, and dust clouds rolling
And the bells were ringing as the fog was lifting
And I sing this land was made for you and me
One Sunday morning in the shadow of the steeple
By the relief office I saw the people
And they were hungry and they were windering:
If 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
Yeah this land was made for you and me