Boston Pops Orchestra - This Land Is Your Land Songtexte

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,

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
And saw above me that endless skyway,
And saw below me the golden valley, I said:


I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
And all around me , a voice was sounding:


Was a high wall there that tried to stop me
A sign was painted said: Private Property,
But on the back side it didn't say nothing


When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling;
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting: