This land is your land, this land is my land From California, well, to the New York island From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters I tell ya: This land was made for you and me As I went walking down that ribbon of highway I saw above me, oh, that endless skyway Now I saw below me that golden valley And I said: This land was made for you and me As I was walking, now, they tried to stop me They put up a sign that said, oh, it said: Private Property Well, on the back side, you know it said nothing So, it must be that side was made for you and me One bright sunny morning, well, in the shadow of a steeple Down by the Welfare office, I saw my people You know, now, they stood hungry, I stood wondering I was wondering if this land was made for you and me This land is your land, this land is my land From Riverside, California, oh, to Staten Island Well, oh, down to Modesto, Georgia, oh, don't forget to say Philadelphia, oh We moving down to Mississippi, oh, Houston, Texas, ah LA Yeah, you know, ah, this land is your land, this land is my land This land is your land You've got to believe, this my land Ooh, this land was made for you and me Ooh, this land was made for you and me This land, this land is your land This land, this land is my land