Your Land

This land is
This land is
(R-SON)
Come on
This land
This land is
(R-SON)
Is your land
It’s yours
It’s my land
It’s mine
This land is
(R-SON)
This land is your land or so it’s claimed
But when they came here it already had a name
And the people that they brought here also had the same
Assume the land is yours, but also take the blame
For native blood spilled, tribes that fell ill
And became the foundation for this country that was built
By the slaves that were killed in the fight for THEIR freedom
Don’t pretend that your ancestors didn’t need 'em
So this land made now belongs to all of us
Whatver your race, whatevr God you trust
Rural towns to a sprawling metropolis
Every single person that’s part of the populace
Sing from the valleys, yell from the towers
Soldiers with rifles, hippies holding flowers
Rebuild the system, reclaim the power
If this land is yours, it’s certainly ours!
(Brian Farrow)
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
This land was made for you and me
There was a big ol' wall there, it tried to stop me
On a sign it said, said: ‘Private Property'
But on the back side it didn’t say nothing
'Cause 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
(Dolio The Sleuth)
This land, jumping off of the kickstand
Rolling through the country, walking tall with the big man
Gotta recognize, it’s a big land
Road tripping, building with my fam it’s a big plan
Full o' towns, everybody hanging on
Still pushing past it all, still standing strong
Shout it out clear, hear the sound of the call
Grind winter, spring, summer for the harvest in the fall
If we all really got a say in this land
Then we all really gotta set a stake in this land
Before them greedy corporations finish taking the land
Drain the water from the lake and lay waste to the land
Think about a place for your fam
Will your grandkids find a better place in this land?
Don’t find out that you ended up wasting a chance
To make a path to eradicating hate in this land
(Branjae)
I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me, that voice was shouting:
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 is
This land is
This land is
When the sun come shining, then I was strolling
In the wheat fields waving, the dust clouds rolling;
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting, 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 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