{title: This land is your land}                

{soc}
[D]This land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land,
from Calif[A]ornia to the New York [D]Island. 
From the redwood [G]forest to the gulfstream [D]waters.
[A]This land was made for you and [D]me.
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[D]As I went [G]walking that ribbon of [D]highway,
I saw ab[A]ove me that endless [D]skyway,
I saw b[G]elow me that golden [D]valley.
[A]This land was made for you and [D]me.

[D]I roamed and [G]rambled and I followed my [D]footsteps
to the sparkling [A]sands of her diamond [D]deserts.
All ar[G]ound me a voice was [D]sounding. 
[A]This land was made for you and [D]me.

[D]In squares of the [G]city, in the shadow of the st[D]eeple,
by the relief [A]office I saw my [D]people.
As they [G]stood there hungry I stood there [D]whistling.
[A]This land was made for you and [D]me.

[D]Nobody [G]living can ever [D]stop me
as I go [A]walking my freedom [D]highway.
Nobody [G]living can make me [D]turn back.
[A]This land was made for you and [D]me.