This Land

Written and performed
by tom balistreri.



This land has mountains.
This land has streams.
This land has
beautiful majestic scenes.
This land’s God given,
For us to attend.
To grow and to harvest,
To heal and to mend.

This land’s the place
where we’ve been born.
This land will be here
after we’re mourned.

This land is made,
to grow new life.
This land may reject us,
but it will survive.

This land was in place,
Before we were here.
This land will be here,
When we disappear.

This land is our brother,
This land is our home.
We work together.
We’re not alone.

This land
This land was made
for you and me.

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