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Seeger Family in 1921. Pete is sitting on his dads lap.

Seeger Family in 1921. Pete is holding his mothers hand. He is 18 months old.

This Land Is Your LandWords and Music by Woody Guthrie

ChorusThis land is your land This land is my landFrom California to the New York island; From the red wood forest to the Gulf Stream waters This land was made for you and Me.

As I was walking that ribbon of highway, I saw above me that endless skyway: I saw below me that golden valley: This land was made for you and me.

I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts; And all around me a voice was sounding: This land was made for you and me.

Women Repeat Chorus

When 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 chanting: This land was made for you and me.

Men Repeat Chorus As I went walking I saw a sign there And on the sign it said "No Trespassing." But on the other side it didn't say nothing, That side was made for you and me.

In the shadow of the steeple, By the relief office I seen my people; As they stood there hungry, I stood there asking Is this land made for you and me?

Nobody living can ever stop me, As I go walking that freedom highway; Nobody living can ever make me turn back This land was made for you and me.

Repeat Chorus

Pete Seeger performing on February 13, 1944, at the United Federal Labor Canteen, with First Lady Eleanor Roosevelt in attendance.

If I had a hammer,I'd hammer in the morningI'd hammer in the evening,All over this land.I'd hammer out danger,I'd hammer out awarning,I'd hammer out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.If I had a bell,I'd ring it in the morning,I'd ring it in the evening,All over this land.I'd ring out danger,I'd ring out awarningI'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.If I had asong,I'd sing it in the morning,I'd sing it in the evening,All over this land.I'd sing out danger,I'd sing out awarningI'd sing out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

Well I got a hammer,And I got a bell,And I got asongto sing, all over this land.It's the hammer of Justice,It's the bell of Freedom,It's thesongabout Love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.It's the hammer of Justice,It's the bell of Freedom,It's thesongabout Love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passingWhere have all the flowers gone?Long time agoWhere have all the flowers gone?Girls have picked them every oneWhen will we ever learn?When will we ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone?Long time passingWhere have all the young girls gone?Long time agoWhere have all the young girls gone?Taken husbands every oneWhen will we ever learn?When will we ever learn?

Where have all the young men gone?Long time passingWhere have all the young men gone?Long time agoWhere have all the young men gone?

Gone for soldiers every oneWhen will we ever learn?When will we ever learn?

Where have all the soldiers gone?Long time passingWhere have all the soldiers gone?Long time agoWhere have all the soldiers gone?Gone to graveyards every oneWhen will we ever learn?When will we ever learn?

Where have all the graveyards gone?Long time passingWhere have all the graveyards gone?Long time agoWhere have all the graveyards gone?Covered with flowers every oneWhen will we ever learn?When will we ever learn?

Pete Seeger conducts an instrument making session on Childrens Day at the Newport Folk Festival in 1966.

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)And a time to every purpose, under HeavenA time to be born, a time to dieA time to plant, a time to reapA time to kill, a time to healA time to laugh, a time to weep

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)And a time to every purpose, under HeavenA time to build up, a time to break downA time to dance,a time to mournA time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones togetherTo Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)And a time to every purpose, under HeavenA time of love, a time of hateA time of war, a time of peaceA time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)And a time to every purpose, under HeavenA time to gain, a time to loseA time to rend, a time to sewA time of love, a time of hateA time of peace, I swear it's not too late

To Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)And a time to every purpose, under HeavenTo Everything (Turn, Turn, Turn)There is a season (Turn, Turn, Turn)And a time to every purpose, under Heaven

Turn, Turn, TurnPete SeegerPete SeegerIf I Had a Hammer: Songs of Hope & StruggleSinger/Songwriter1998-05-19T00:00:00Z2014-04-11 18:18:45If I Had a Hammer: Songs of Hope & Struggle