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