I hear the crying of the hungry
In the deserts where they're wandering
Hear them crying out for Heaven's own
Benevolence upon
Hear destructive power prevailing
I hear fools falsely hailing
To the crooked wits of tyrants when they call
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear the sounds of tearing pages
And the roar of burning paper
All the crimes in acquisition
Turn to air and ash and vapor
And the rattle of the shackle
Far beyond emancipators
And the loneliest who gather in their stalls
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
So while you sit and whistle Dixie
With your money and your power
I can hear the flowers a-growing
In the rubble of the towers
I hear leaders quit their lyin'
I hear babies quit their cryin'
I hear soldiers quit their dyin' one and all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear the tender words from Zion
I hear Noah's waterfall
Hear the gentle lamb of Judah
Sleeping at the feet of Buddha
And the prophets from Elijah
To the old Paiute Wovoka
Take their places at the table when they're called
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
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
This land is your land this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the red wood forest to the Gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me
So 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
This land is your land this land is my land
From California to the New York island
From the red wood forest to the Gulf stream waters
Oh this land was made for you and me
On the steeps we called house in the shadow of the steeple
By the Relief Office I saw my people
As they stood hungry I can hear them asking
Wo 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 look down on the other side it didn't say nothing
Ah 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 red wood forest to the Gulf stream waters
Oh this land was made for you and me
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
I hear them all
