(apologies to Woody Guthrie) By Ed Ciaccio

This land was our land, but now it's their land,

From coast to coast, a most unfair land.

From the redwood forests, to the gulfstream waters,

They stole this land from you and me.

The Wall Street banksters and corporate cronies,

The weapons makers, the Congress phonies,

The liars and lobbies, and radio ranters,

They stole this land from you and me.

This land was our land, but now it's their land,

From coast to coast, a most unfair land.

From the redwood forests, to the gulfstream waters,

They stole this land from you and me.

In halls of Congress, where Corporate Tools lurk,

To serve their masters, while all us fools work

To feed our families, they count their campaign checks.

They stole this land from you and me.

This land was our land, but now it's their land,

From coast to coast, a most unfair land.

From the redwood forests, to the gulfstream waters,

They stole this land from you and me.

A bleeding soldier, dying in foreign sands

Wonders why she was sent to far-off lands,

As Exxon's profits set all-time records.

They stole this land from you and me.

This land was our land, but now it's their land,

From coast to coast, a most unfair land.

From the redwood forests, to the gulfstream waters,

They stole this land from you and me.

A young man dies in an E.R. ward,

Health care payments were too high to afford.

Insurance CO's jet to the Caymans.

They stole this land from you and me.

This land was our land, but now it's their land,

From coast to coast, a most unfair land.

From the redwood forests, to the gulfstream waters,

They stole this land from you and me.

The native people have always known how

Their land was stolen, so what we feel now

Is the cost of "progress" for corporate rulers

Who stole this land from you and me.

This land was our land, but now it's their land,

From coast to coast, a most unfair land.

From the redwood forests, to the gulfstream waters,

They stole this land from you and me.