CAPO: 1st Fret
INTRO: G Bm C D (2x)
It was a maiden [G]voyage, she rode shotgun in the [Bm]back
We [C]made snow angels in the [D]motel tire tracks
The traffic [G]thinned, it parted just for [Bm]us
Through rain and [C]wind, through [D]ash and [G]rust
We saw the [Em]white dome, like a gleaming b[C]reast
But our eyes were on the [G]White House and to hell with all the [D]rest
The masses [Em]gathered, drinking frozen marga[C]ritas
At the 8th and G [G]south face, [D]Capitol Hill Can[G]tinas
CHORUS:
It goes like[Em] this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land'
A little [G]body so packed with [Bm]clothes
Disap[C]pearing into hordes and lining [D]up in useless rows
Of [G]three million people, a[Bm]shamed and accused
Scared to [C]say where they're from, angry their [D]name's been [G]used
I held my [Em]girl as she fell a[C]sleep
At the noontime [G]hour, at the inaugural [D]weep
A man said to [Em]me, 'You are living in the [C]present moment'
And I felt [G]shut out, cold, tired and [D]all a[G]lone
CHORUS:
It goes like[Em] this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land'
INTERLUDE: G Bm C D
The privileged [G]held, while the masses [Bm]flowed
Just [C]like a mighty river running [D]through my soul
My girl [G]cried for a flag, something [Bm]she could understand
And we [C]marched through the street as I [D]held her [G]hand
The good days [Em]come, not just the golden [C]dies
As the giant [G]sleeps under cumulus [D]skies
We sing and [Em]dance and scream our [C]names
Sleep the sleep of the [G]weary and [D]drive home a[G]gain
CHORUS:
Honey, it goes like[Em] this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land'
CHORUS:
It goes like [Em]this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my____ [G]land__[Bm]__' [C] [D] [G]
INTRO: G Bm C D (2x)
It was a maiden [G]voyage, she rode shotgun in the [Bm]back
We [C]made snow angels in the [D]motel tire tracks
The traffic [G]thinned, it parted just for [Bm]us
Through rain and [C]wind, through [D]ash and [G]rust
We saw the [Em]white dome, like a gleaming b[C]reast
But our eyes were on the [G]White House and to hell with all the [D]rest
The masses [Em]gathered, drinking frozen marga[C]ritas
At the 8th and G [G]south face, [D]Capitol Hill Can[G]tinas
CHORUS:
It goes like[Em] this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land'
A little [G]body so packed with [Bm]clothes
Disap[C]pearing into hordes and lining [D]up in useless rows
Of [G]three million people, a[Bm]shamed and accused
Scared to [C]say where they're from, angry their [D]name's been [G]used
I held my [Em]girl as she fell a[C]sleep
At the noontime [G]hour, at the inaugural [D]weep
A man said to [Em]me, 'You are living in the [C]present moment'
And I felt [G]shut out, cold, tired and [D]all a[G]lone
CHORUS:
It goes like[Em] this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land'
INTERLUDE: G Bm C D
The privileged [G]held, while the masses [Bm]flowed
Just [C]like a mighty river running [D]through my soul
My girl [G]cried for a flag, something [Bm]she could understand
And we [C]marched through the street as I [D]held her [G]hand
The good days [Em]come, not just the golden [C]dies
As the giant [G]sleeps under cumulus [D]skies
We sing and [Em]dance and scream our [C]names
Sleep the sleep of the [G]weary and [D]drive home a[G]gain
CHORUS:
Honey, it goes like[Em] this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my land'
CHORUS:
It goes like [Em]this, you take your [C]hand
You lift it [G]up and you put it on your [D]heart
And there you [Em]stand
Singing, 'T[C]his land is [G]your land, this land is [D]my____ [G]land__[Bm]__' [C] [D] [G]
