"There was a high wall there
That tried to stop me
A sign was painted that said "Private Property"
But on the other side it didn’t say nothin
That side was made for you and me.
In the squares of the city, 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?"
--Woody Guthrie, "This Land Is Your Land"