This Sand Is Your Sand

(Chorus)
This sand is your sand, this sand is my sand
From the San Juan Mountains, to the Sangre de Cristos
From the pinyon forest, to the Sand Crrek waters
This sand was made for you and me.

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

(Chorus)

I 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 sand was made for you and me!

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Left to right: unknown woman, Mary Jan Scheiber, Tomena Auricla Hostetter.]]>