This land is your land,
It once was my land,
Before we sold you Manhattan Island,
You pushed our nations
To the reservations
This land was stole by you from me
Ecology Version:
I've roamed and rambled
And followed the beer cans,
From the toxic cities
To the flooded canyons.
And all around me
Were the billboards reading:
This land was made for you and me!
As I was walking
That ribbon of highway,
I heard the buzzing
Of a hundred chain saws,
And the redwoods falling,
And the loggers calling:
This land was made for you and me.
This land is your land,
But it isn't my land,
From the Mekong Delta
To the Pleiku Highland,
When we get shot at
The ARVN flee,
This land was meant for the V. C.!
This land is their land,
It isn't our land,
From the Wall Street office
To the Cadillac car-land;
From the plush apartments
To the Hollywood starland,
This land is not for you and me.
If this is our land,
You'd never know it,
So take your bullshit
And kindly stow it,
Let's get together
And overthrow it,
Then this land will be for you and me.
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