In the squares of the city, under shadow of the steeple At the relief office, I saw my people As they stood there hungry, I stood there whistling This land was made for you and me.
A great high wall there tried to stop me A great big sign there said private property But on the other side it didn’t say nothing That side was made for you and me.
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