This Land Is Your Land - Damien Quinn

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Well, this land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
As I was walking by the Shannon waters,
Hand in hand with my little daughter,
Hear the church bell ringing, and the children singing,
Well, this land was made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
Well, this land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
I climbed the mountain, by the crystal fountain,
And watched the waves roar by the rocky sea shore,
And her eyes were gleaming as she said, "Oh, Daddy,
Well, this land was made for you and me!"

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me.

[Verse]
I walked her home by the old church steeple,
Proud of my country, proud of my people,
Of the men who tried there and the men who died there,
Well, this land is made for you and me.

[Chorus]
This land is your land, this land is my land,
From the northern highlands, to the western islands,
From the hills of Kerry, to the streets of Free Derry,
This land was made for you and me.