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

Seeger Family in 1921. Pete is holding his mother’s hand. He is 18 months old.

This Land Is Your LandWords and Music by Woody Guthrie

This 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.

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.

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 I saw my people, 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.

This 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.

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 a warning,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 a warningI'd ring out love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

If I had a song,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 a warningI'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 a song to sing, all over this land.It's the hammer of Justice,It's the bell of Freedom,It's the song about 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 the song about Love between my brothers and my sisters,All over this land.

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

Sailin’ Up, Sailin’ Down

Sailin’ Up, Sailin’ Up (audience answer)

Sailin’ Down, Sailin’ Down (audience answer)

Up, Down (answer), Down, Up (answer)

Up and down the river, Sailin on,

stopping all along the way

The river may be dirty now

But it’s getting cleaner every day.

Other Verses:

Singing here, Singing There

People come, People go

Some are young, Some are old

You got to push, Kick some tush

Catching Fish, Catching Hell

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 for 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 together

To 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 for 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 for peace, I swear it's not too late

Turn, Turn, Turn