Lirieke: Peter, Paul & Mary. Around the Campfire. This Land is Your Land.
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
This land was made for you and me
I roamed and I rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me, a voice was singing
This land was made for you and me
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
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me those golden valleys
This land was made for you and me
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
This land was made for you and me
As the sun was shining and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice was saying
This land was made for you and me
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
This land was made for you and me
This land was made for you and me
From California to the New York island
From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
I roamed and I rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me, a voice was singing
This land was made for you and me
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
This land was made for you and me
As I went walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway
I saw below me those golden valleys
This land was made for you and me
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
This land was made for you and me
As the sun was shining and I was strolling
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
As the fog was lifting, a voice was saying
This land was made for you and me
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
This land was made for you and me
This land was made for you and me
Peter, Paul & Mary
Around The Campfire
Peter, Paul & Mary
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