This Land Is Your Land

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’’國’’’’我而’立’

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’我’方’’’’溪谷’

’’國’’爲’’我而’立’

我漫’’方’任’’把我’’

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我’’’’’著’個’音’

’’國’’爲’’我而’立’

輝煌’太陽升’’我正’’而’’

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當我踏’那’由之路’

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’’國’’爲’’我而’立’

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赫’’著’”不’’內”’

’’’’’’面’’白’’’

那’面’爲’’我而’立’

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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.

As I was walking that ribbon of highway
I saw above me that endless skyway;
I saw below me that golden valley;
This land was made for you and me.

I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts;
And all around me a voice was sounding;
This land was made for you and me.

One bright Sunday morning in the shadows of the steeple
By the Relief Office I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there whistling;
This land was made for you and me.

When the sun came shining, and I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling.
As the fog was lifting a voice was chanting:
This land was made for you and me.

Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back,
This land was made for you and me.

As I went walking, I saw a sign there,
And on the sign it said, "No Trespassing,"
But on the other side it didn't say nothing,
That side was made for you and me.

’’國’’’’’’ This Land Is Your Land

’’國’’’’’’
This Land Is Your Land