When the sun came shining as I was strolling,
And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling,
As the fog was lifting a voice come chanting:
This land was made for you and me.
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Where the wind is blowing I go a strolling
The wheat field waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog is lifting and the wind is saying:
This land is 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 as a voice come chanting:
This land was made for you and me.