This Land Is Your Land, This Land

One Bright Sunny Morning In The Shadow Of The Steeple, By The Relief Office, I Saw My People - As They Stood Hungry, I Stood There Wondering If God Blessed America For Me.

Life's Pretty Tough . . . You're Lucky If You Live Through It.

If You Play More Than Two Chords, You're Showing Off.

Was A Great High Wall There That Tried To Stop Me. Was A Great Big Sign There Said Private Property But On The Back Side It Didn't Say Nothing. That Side Was Made For You And Me.

As I Went Walking That Ribbon Of Highway I Saw Above Me The Endless Skyway I Saw Below Me The Lonesome Valley This Land Was Made For You And Me.