Left Wing, Chicken Wing, It Don't Make

As I Went Walking That Ribbon Of Highway I Saw Above Me The Endless Skyway I Saw Below Me The Lonesome Valley This Land Was Made For You And Me.

This Land Is Your Land, This Land Is My Land

Life's Pretty Tough . . . You're Lucky If You Live Through It.

I Would Like To See Every Single Soldier On Every Single Side, Just Take Off Your Helmet, Unbuckle Your Kit, Lay Down Your Rifle, And Set Down At The Side Of Some Shady Lane, And Say, Nope, I Aint A Gonna Kill Nobody. Plenty Of Rich Folks Wants To Fight. Give Them The Guns.

I Got Started In Oklahoma. That's Where I Was Born. Population Down There Is One-third Indians, One-third Negroes And One-third White People.