This Land Is Your Land
Woody GuthrieOriginale | Springsteen's Verses |
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND This land is your land This land is my land From California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me. As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway: I saw below me that golden valley: This land was made for you and me. I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts; And all around me a voice was sounding: This land was made for you and me. When the sun came shining, and I was strolling, And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling, As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting: This land was made for you and me. As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said "No Trespassing." But on the other side it didn't say nothing, That side was made for you and me. In the shadow of the steeple I saw my people, By the relief office I seen my people; As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking Is this land made for you and me? Nobody living can ever stop me, As I go walking that freedom highway; Nobody living can ever make me turn back This land was made for you and me. | THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND Well 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 Well this land was made for you and me(1) Well once I rode that ribbon highway I saw above me an endless sky I saw below me a golden valley Oh this land was made for you and me(2) I roamed and I rambled and I followed my footsteps Through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice was crying It said this land was made for you and me (3) Well the sun came shining as I went strolling Through the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling And the bells were ringing and the fog was lifting And I seen this land was made for you and me (4) Now they're dying on the streets of New York and in Liberty City Down in Harlem County and on the streets of Brixton People watching, people worry If this land was made for you and me (5) And though they may try, they'll never stop me And though they may try, they'll never own me 'Cause I am wandering, and I know That this land was made for you and me (6) One Sunday morning in the shadow of the steeple By the Relief Office I saw the people And they were hungry and they were wondering If this land was made for you and me (7) I climbed a wall there that tried to stop me A painted sign there said "private property" But on the other side it didn't say nothing That side was made for you and me (8) Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking my freedom highway Nobody living can make me turn back This land was made for you and me (9) |
(2) Verse 1 (example taken from the live 19 April 1981 version)
(3) Verse 2 (example taken from the live 28 April 1981 version)
(4) Verse 3 (example taken from the live 13 May 1981 version)
(5) Verse 4 (example taken from the live 26 May 1981 version)
(6) Verse 5 (example taken from the live 14 Sep 1981 version)
(7) Verse 6 (example taken from the live 04 Sep 1985 version)
(8) Verse 7 (example taken from the live 18 Jan 2009 version)
(9) Verse 8 (example taken from the live 18 Jan 2009 version)