| This land is your land, this land is my land
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| From California to the New York island
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| From the Redwood forests, to the Gulf stream waters
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| This land belongs to you and me.
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| As I went rollin'
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| That river of a highway
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| I saw above me that endless skyway
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| I saw below me that golden valley
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| Yes, this land belongs to you and me.
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| This land is your land, this land is my land
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| From California to the New York island
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| From the redwood forests, to the Gulf stream waters
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| This land belongs to you and me.
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| I rode and rambled
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| I followed my footsteps
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| Crossed the golden sands of your diamond deserts
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| And all around me a voice kept saying
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| Oh, this land belongs to you and me.
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| This land is your land, this land is my land
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| From California to the New York island
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| From the redwood forests, to the Gulf stream waters
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| This land belongs to you and me.
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| I heard my daddy sing about a river
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| Where he built a landing in the plane
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| He sang of people above my lantern
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| He said this land was built for you and me.
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| This land is your land, this land is my land
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| From California to the New York island
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| From the redwood forests, to the Gulf stream waters
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| This land belongs to you and me… |