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this land is your land |
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this land is my land |
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from california |
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to the new york island |
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from the redwood forest |
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to the gulf stream waters |
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this land was made for you and me |
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as i went walking |
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that ribbon of highway |
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i saw above me |
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that endless skyway |
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i saw below me |
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those golden valleys |
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this land was made for you and me |
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this land is your land |
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this land is my land |
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from california |
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to the new york island |
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from the redwood forest |
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to the gulf stream waters |
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this land was made for you and me |
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i roamed and i rambled |
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and i followed my footsteps |
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to the sparkling sands |
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of her diamond deserts |
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and all around me |
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a voice was singing |
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this land was made for you and me |
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this land is your land |
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this land is my land |
|
from california |
|
to the new york island |
|
from the redwood forest |
|
to the gulf stream waters |
|
this land was made for you and me |
|
i roamed and i rambled |
|
and i followed my footsteps |
|
to the sparkling sands |
|
of her diamond deserts |
|
and all around me |
|
a voice was singing |
|
this land was made for you and me |
|
this land is your land |
|
this land is my land |
|
from california |
|
to the new york island |
|
from the redwood forest |
|
to the gulf stream waters |
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this land was made for you and me |
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as the sun was shining |
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and i was strolling |
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and the wheat fields waving |
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and the dust clouds rolling |
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as the fog was lifting |
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a voice was saying |
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this land was made for you and me |
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this land is your land |
|
this land is my land |
|
from california |
|
to the new york island |
|
from the redwood forest |
|
to the gulf stream waters |
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this land was made for you |
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this land was made for me |
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this land was made for you and me |
