As
I sat waiting on a blocked-up highway
I
saw above me a polluted skyway
I
saw below me a condo valley
This
land was made by God for me
That
land is your land, this land is my land
So
keep your tacos off my private island
If
you come we’ll catch you, put you on trial and
Send
you back to rot in Mexico
I
went out walking by the Rio Grande
Where
the grass is cheap and the earth is sandy
I
saw them loading trucks of sugar candy
Smuggling
it to sell to you and me (I told ’em)
That
land is your land, this land is my land
So
keep your dealers off my private island
If
you come we’ll catch you, put you on trial and
Send
you back to rot in Mexico
Well
you come as maids and construction workers
And
sure we need you, cause we’re all shirkers
But
you’re illegal, and you’ve got the swine flu
Time
for you to become deportees
That
land is your land, this land is my land
So
keep your wetbacks off my private island
If
you come we’ll catch you, put you on trial and
Send
you back to rot in Mexico
Well
you sneak in here and you create tension
You
want a green card, you expect a pension
And
then it’s medicare for your relations
You’re
ruining our sound economy
That
land is your land, this land is my land
From
San Diego to the tip of Long Island
And
I’ll defend it, with tanks if need be
To
keep this land safe and free but just for me
Let’s
build a fence to divide our nations
From
Acapulco to the Appalachians
And
let’s avoid these complications
America’s
not for you it’s just for me
Now
we like your oil and your casinos
And
we drink tequila and we wear your chinos
But
we don’t want you here, hágale me comprende (do you understand me?)
This
land was made by God for me
That
land is your land, this land is my land
So
keep your degoes off my private island
If
you come we’ll catch you, put you on trial and
Send
you back to rot in Mexico
With thanks to Woody Guthrie for the original - click here to hear the great man sing it how it should be sung (and note that the guitar errors at the beginning of my version are plagiarised from the guitar errors in the break before verse 2 in his version)
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Words by David Prashker
Original music by Woody Guthrie
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