God Blessed America (This Land Was Made For You & Me)

The original writing signed and dated by the old boy himself 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,
God Blessed America for me.

As I went walking that ribbon of highway
And saw above me that endless skyway,
And saw below me the goldenvalley, I said:

God Blessed America for me.

I roamed and rambled, and followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts,
And all around me, a voice was sounding:

God Blessed America for me.

Was a big high wall there that tried to stop me
A sign was painted said: Private Property,
But on the back side it didn't say nothing -

God Blessed America for me.

When the sun came shining, then I was strolling
In wheat fields waving, and dust clouds rolling;
The voice was chanting as the fog was lifting:

God Blessed America for me.

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
God Blessed America for me.

*All you can write is what you see.

Original copy of this song

Woody G._______
N.Y.,N.Y.,N.Y.
Feb. 23, 1940
43rd st & 6th Ave.,
Hanover House