Land of Hopes and Dreams

In addition to the lies and deception and John McCain's ties to the most despicable folks in government, let's not forget that John McCain's done everything imaginable to strip away our hope. Oh, I know that he's a politician and his role as republican nominee is to bury his opponent, but as I sit here listening to Bruce Springsteen wail on "This Land Is Your Land" I can't help but want to scream at McCain for doing everything imaginable to strip this country of the hope that Barack Obama has instilled in many of us.

Say what you will about Senator Obama, but there's no question that he's uplifted this country in a time when dreams were so desperately needed. Was John McCain doing his job by ripping down Obama? Sure. But I won't soon forget his disgusting and uninhibited attempts to pry hope from all of us. As hard as he tries, I won't stop dreaming. And regardless of the outcome in November, it was John McCain who did everything imaginable to pry my patriotism away, and it was Barack Obama who made me believe in the country that I call home.

words and music by Woody Guthrie

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 a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
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


The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me


As I was walkin' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!


In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.

Chorus (2x)