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Song «This Land Is Your Land» von Woody Guthrie.
Fakten
Veröffentlichungsdaten: 1947, 1944 11 (Rec.), 1945 09 01 (Werk)
Label: Folkways
Songwriter Woody Guthrie
Produktion: Moe Asch
Genre: Americana - Folk
Annotationen
Woody Guthrie reagierte mit diesem Titel heftig, gar wütend auf den Song God Bless America von Irving Berlin (1939), interpretiert von Kate Smith. Er hielt diesen Song für so unrealistisch und selbstgefällig, so dass er einen eigenen über Amerika schrieb. Wenn man die beiden Songs vergrleicht (an diesem Unterschied kann man das Essentielle an Rock verstehen lernen), fällt auf wie furchtbar pathetisch Smith tatsächlich klingt! Diese Art von Pathos wurde mit der Beatgeneration, mit Woody Guthrie und Bob Dylan auf den Abfall der Geschichte gekehrt. Die Melodie war von einem Carter Family Song «When the World?s on Fire» adaptiert, der wiederum von einer Babtisten Hymne mit dem namen «Oh My Lovin? Brother» abstammt.
Personen und Querverweise
Woody Guthrie
Woody Guthrie
Moe Asch
Lyrics
This land is your land, this land is my land From California to the New York Island From the redwood forest to the Gulf Stream water This land was made for you and me As I was walkin', that ribbon of highway I saw above me, that endless skyway I saw below me, that golden valley I said this land was made for you and me I've roamed and rambled and I followed my footsteps To the sparkling sand of her diamond desert And all around me, a voice was sounding: This land was made for you and me Down in the city, in the shadow of the steeple By the relief office, I saw my people As they stood there hungry I stood there whistling: This land was made for you and me As I went walking, I saw a sign there And on that sign it said 'Private Property' But on the other side it didn't say nothin' That side was made for you and me ! Nobody living can ever stop me As I go walking my freedom highway Nobody living can make me turn back, cuz This land was made for you and me 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