We've seen several different versions of this old Woody Guthrie song. They're all great, but this one has an international flavour and is the one we like the best.

This Land is Your Land

by Woody Guthrie

I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps,
Through the sparkling sands of the diamond deserts,
And all around me were voices singing,
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the North Atlantic to the Pacific islands,
From the vast rain forests to the frozen wastelands,
This world was made for you and me.

Well the sun came shining, and I was strolling,
Through the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
And a voice kept singing, as the fog was lifting,
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land ....

Was a great high wall there that tried to stop me,,
Was a great big sign there, said "Private Property",
But on the other side, it didn't say nothing,
That side was made for you and me.

This land is your land ...

In the squares of the city by the shadow of a steeple,
By the relief office I saw my people,
As they stood there hungry I stood there whistlin'
This land was made for you and me.

This land is your land ...

As I fell a-sleeping, I took to dreaming,
A thousand faces from a thousand nations,
And a thousand voices as one were singing,
This world was made for you and me.

This land is your land ...

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