This Land Is Your Land
G#This land is C#your land
this land is G#my land,
From CalifEbornia
to the New York G#Island,
From the Redwood FC#orests
to the Gulf Stream waG#ters;
EbThis land was made
for you and G#me.
As I was walking that ribbon of highway,
I looked above me, there in the skyway,
I saw below me, the Golden Valley;
This land was made for you and me.
I roamed and rambled,
and followed my footsteps
Through the sparkling sands of
her diamond deserts,
And all around me this voice kept saying,
"This land was made for you and me."
Oh, my loving C#mother,
when the world's on G#fire,
don't you want God's Ebbosom
to be your G#pillow?
Tide me C#over in the Rock of G#Ages
Rock of EbAges cleft for G#me.
Oh my loving father...
As the Sun was shining, and I was strolling
Through the wheat fields waving
and the dust clouds rolling,
I could feel inside me
and see all around me,
This land was made for you and me.