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AGs I was wCalking that ribbon of hGighway
I saw above mDe that endless skywayG
I saw below mCe that golden vGalley
TDhis land was made for you and mGe
This land is your lCand this land is my landG
From CaliforniaD to the New York IslandG
From the redwood fCorest to the gulf stream wGaters
TDhis land was made for you and mGe
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I've roamed and rCambled and I've followed my fGootsteps
To the sunny-bright sDands of her diamond dGeserts
And all aCround me a voice came sGinging
Singing TDhis land was made for you and mGe
This land is your lCand this land is my landG
From CaliforniaD to the New York IslandG
From the redwood fCorest to the gulf stream wGaters
TDhis land was made for you and mGe
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It was early one mCorning as I was sGtrolling
The wheat fields wDaving and the dust clouds rGolling
The fog was lCifting a voice come cGhanting
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This land is your lCand this land is my landG
From CaliforniaD to the New York IslandG
From the redwood fCorest to the gulf stream wGaters
TDhis land was made for you and mGe
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Nobody lCiving can ever sGtop me
As I go wDalking that freedom hGighway
Nobody lCiving can make me turn bGack
TDhis land was made for you and mGe
This land is your lCand this land is my landG
From CaliforniaD to the New York IslandG
From the redwood fCorest to the gulf stream wGaters
TDhis land was made for you and mGe
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