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Printed from https://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/996435-Resurrection-14-This-Land-Is-Your-Land-Woody-Guthrie
Rated: 13+ · Book · Biographical · #1317094
Enga mellom fjella: where from across the meadow, poems sing from mountains and molehills.
#996435 added October 31, 2020 at 11:54pm
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Resurrection #14 This Land Is Your Land (Woody Guthrie)


Woody Guthrie: Woodrow Wilson Guthrie (July 14, 1912 – October 3, 1967) was an American singer-songwriter, who is considered one of the most significant figures in American western folk music including "This Land Is Your Land" (1944).



LYRICS

This land is your land, and this land is my land
From the California, to the New York Island
From the Redwood Forest, to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
Saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me
I roamed and rambled, and I've followed my footsteps
To
the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
All around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me

When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the
dust clouds rolling
A voice was chanting as the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me
This land is your land, and 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
When the sun come shining,
then I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving, the dust clouds rolling
The voice come in chanting and the fog was lifting
This land was made for you and me

REDACTION

This land is my land
from the Redwood Forest,
to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for me
As I went walking
I saw above me that endless skyway
Saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for me
I roamed and rambled
the sparkling sands of diamond deserts
All around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for me.

When sun come shining,
dust clouds rolling,
a voice chanting
as the fog was lifting
This land was made for me.
Then I was strolling,
dust clouds rolling, chanting.
This land was made for me.


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