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One bright Sunday morning, in the shadows of the steeple,
By the Relief Office, I seen my people;
As they stood there hungry, I stood there whistling,
This land was made for you and me.
Nobody living can ever stop me,
As I go walking that freedom highway;
Nobody living can ever make me turn back,
This land was made for you and me.
As I went walking, I saw a sign there,
And on the sign it said: "No Trespassing."
But on the other side, it didn't
📘 -- 💎 -- 🌋 -- ⛳ -- 😺 -- 💛 -- 🐳 -- 🚗 -- 🎍 -- 👔 -- 🐠 -- 🥞 -- 🔋 -- 🎄 -- 💗