Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Harry Belafonte
Well I rode that ribbon highway
I saw above me the endless sky
I saw below me the golden valley
This land was made for you and me
I've roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps
Through the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was calling
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
Well the sun came shining and I was strolling
Through wheat fields waving and dust clouds rolling
And a voicе was sounding 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 thе 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 was written by Woody Guthrie.
This Land Is Your Land was produced by Bob Bollard.