all those before my father's story
of how those seeking change had sailed the sea
tossed and bruised they were brought to the shores where ??
oh to a place where I might raise ??

well hell I would say no further lie (?)
a place and I call it home

and so it goes about the people
mothers fathers brothers sisters ??
so I ?? no room for you
and when our thoughts turn ??

and so it was said to these our new neighbors
you must move on or we will bury you
and so it was said to these our new neighbors
you must move on or we will bury you

oh how could I be staring ??
oh how could this be ?? a human race (?)
I could not the tears of the wife and the child to give grace (?)
then I clear these are the same in a different way

yes I believe my body ??
a place and I call it home

and so it was said to these our new neighbors
you must move on or we will bury you
and so it was said to these our new neighbors
you must move on or we will bury you

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
oh man ?? and call it home

[wailing]

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