As I was walking that ribbon of highway I saw above me, that endless skyway. I saw below that golden valley, This land was made for you and me.
I roamed and rambled and followed my footsteps To the firclad forests of her mighty mountains And all around me a voice was calling This land was made for you and me.
As the sun came shining and I was strolling And the wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling As the fog was lifting a voice was sounding This land was made for you and me.