This Land Woody Guthrie [D] This land is [G] your land, this land is [D] my land, From Calif[A7]ornia to the New York [D] Island, From the Redwood [G] Forests to the Gulf Stream wa[D]ters [A7] This land was made for you and [D] me. As I was [G] walking that ribbon of [D] highway I saw ab[A7]ove me that endless [D] skyway I saw be[G]low me that golden [D] valley [A7] This land was made for you and [D] me. I roamed and I [G] rambled and I followed my [D] footsteps To the sparkling [A7] sands of her diamond [D] deserts While all ar[G]ound me a voice was [D] sounding [A7] This land was made for you and [D] me. When the sun came [G] shining, and I was [D] strolling And the wheat fields [A7] waving and the dust clouds [D] rolling A voice was [G] chanting and the fog was [D] lifting, [A7] This land was made for you and [D] me. [D] This land is [G] your land, this land is [D] my land, From Calif[A7]ornia to the New York [D] Island, From the Redwood [G] Forests to the Gulf Stream wa[D]ters [A7] This land was made for you and [D] me. This is the ‘middle of the road’ sanitised version - here are a couple of Woody’s more radical verses which give it more ‘edge’ : One bright sunny morning, in the shadow of the steeple At the Relief Office I saw my people As they stood hungry and I stood asking Is this land made for you and me ? Well I roamed and rambled and saw a sign there. And on the sign it said ‘No Trespassing’ But on the backside it didn’t say nothin. That side was made for you and me ! Rodger(Bangor Ukes)