This Land Is Your Land (Acoustic Demo) - Counting Crows

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 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 I've roamed and rambled, and I've 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 Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me There was a big high wall there that tried to stop me The sign was painted, said 'Private Property' But on the backside, it didn't say nothing 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 Redwood Forest, to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me This land was made for you and me

Det här är ditt land Det här är mitt land Från Ales stenar Till norra Lappland Från Bohus klippor Till Gotlands raukar Landet, det tillhör Dej och mej Med mörka skogar Och höga furor Med vita björkar Och röda stugor Med fält och åkrar Och varv och gruvor Landet, det tillhör Dej och mej Med skär och kobbar Och djupa fjärdar Med ljusa hagar Och svarta tjärnar Med sina blånande Berg i fjärran Landet, det tillhör Dej och mej Det här är ditt land Jag åkte norrut Längs Höga kusten När skogen rodnade Det var om hösten Och havet glittrade I morgonluften I landet som tillhör Dej och mej Jag stod på toppen Av Kebnekaise Och såg på solen Som aldrig sjunker På myr och mossar På fjäll och forsar Och på landet som tillhör Dej och mej Det här är ditt land Jag stod där hemma När dimman lättar Jag stod bland rapsfält Och klara bäckar Där boken grönskar Och storken häckar I landet som tillhör Dej och mej Det var på kvällen Jag stod vid stranden Under Vintergatan Och Karlavagnen Jag tog min älskade Hårt i handen Och sa, landet, det tillhör Dej och mej Det här är ditt land

This land! This land! 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 Hey, this land was made for you and me As I was walking that ribbon of highways I saw above me that endless skyways I saw below me that golden valley This land was made for you and me I've roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me, a voice was sounding Saying, "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 Redwood forest To the Gulf stream waters Hey, this land was made for you and me This land! This land! When the sun comes shining and I was strolling And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling As the fog was lifting, a voice was chanting Saying, "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 Redwood forest To the Gulf stream waters Hey, this land was made for you and me Well, this land was made for you and me (This land) is your land (This land) is my land (This land) is our land This land!

This land is your land This land is my land From California to the New York island From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Straight waters This land was made for you and me As I was walking that river north 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 I've 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 Redwood Forest to the Gulf Straight waters This land was made for you and me 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 redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me As I went walking that ribbon of highway I saw above me that endless skyway I saw below me the golden valley This land was made for you and me I roamed and rambled I followed my foot steps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts And all around me a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me And the sun comes shining and I was strolling And the wheat field waving and the dust clouds rolling A voice was chanting as the fog was lifting 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 redwood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and me This land was made for you and me

All of the sudden she disappears, Just yesterday she was here, Somebody tell me if I am sleeping, Someone should be with me here, 'Cause I don't wanna be alone. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, You won't find nobody home. All of these quiet battered voices, Wait for the hunger to come, We got little revolvers and stupid choices, And no one to say when we're done, Well I don't wanna bring you down. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, Can't find nobody home. I wanna be the light that burns out your eyes, 'Cause I know there's little things about me, That would sing in the silence of, So much rejection in every connection I make, I wanna be the last thing that you hear when you're falling asleep. I wanna be the knife that cuts into my hand, And I wanna be scattered from here in this catapult, What a big baby, won't somebody save me please, I can't find nobody home.

Mary steers clear of the men from space Back alley kid with an American face She wants the wine, he brings a case To carry them on through I said you know what I know about the bedroom boys Undercover Russians in a pink Rolls Royce They bang the drum, she sets the beat They carry Miss America out into the street She sings, "snowman, scarecrow, john doe, buffalo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman sideshow, do do, do do do I fell out of love in the snowbound days Riding the subway in a Valium haze I need the whites, she gets the blues It carries us on through All these American boys at the Park N Shop Selling their memories for a dollar a pop Ivan the ancient spaceman race fan Corners the market on American taste And says, "spaceman, scarecrow, peep show, freak show" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Punk rock video, do do, do do do All the sudden the light inside you dies Maybe you're going on alone Maybe you're going all alone She dreams of sunlight, sings of smaller things White sugar bowls and wedding rings You're going on from me alone You're going on, you're on your own She was married alive in a Moscow surgery Hoping to die in a cold war nursery All of the kids back home believe in much more than we do It's a memory play where the memory fades Into pictures you took, into records we played Spy versus spy, scarecrow and I Out across the darkness where the bomber jets fly Singing, "spaceman, smoke show, scarecrow, Geronimo" I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Snowman peepshow, do do, do do do I wish you wouldn't go I got the arms to reach you, I am the scarecrow Do do, do do do, oh hell no, do do, do do do Oh, I guess you ought to know I got the hands to teach you I am the scarecrow, do do, do do do Listening on the midnight radio, do do, do do do