This land is your land
This land is my land
From the coast of Cornwall to the Scottish Highland
From the sacred forests to the holy islands
This land was made for you and me

As I walked out through
The Home-less Counties
The traffic raging
Raging all around me
I closed my eyes and
Dreamed how it could be
This land was made for you and me

So I am going
No one can stop me
Where the wild flowers growing
Clean rivers flowing
Fresh winds are blowing
And the tall trees whispering
This land was made for you and me

I saw a sign there
When I was walking
And on the sign it
Said "No Trespassing"
But on the other side
It did say nothing
This sign was made for you and me

As the clouds went rolling
And the church bells ringing
I heard the songs that
The birds were singing
As night came falling
They went on calling
This land was made for you and me

From the teeming city
I made my escape
To find my place in
The mystic landscape
I’m not the first here
Nor am I the last here
This land was made for you and me

Words: Billy Bragg (1995), adapted from Woody Guthrie
Music: Woody Guthrie