This Land Is Your Land

(in Word)

As I was walking that ribbon of highway,

I saw above me an endless skyway.

I saw below me a golden valley.

This land is made for you and me.

This land is your land, this land is my land,

From California to New York Island.

From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters,

This land was made for you and me.

I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps,

From the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,

And all around me, 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 New York Island.

From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters,

This land was made for you and me.

When the sun comes shining, and I was strolling,

And 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 New York Island.

From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters,

This land was made for you and me.