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Who's D is it, anyway? 

   This D is your D, this D is my D
   From California to the New York Island
   From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters
   This D 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 D was made for you and me.

   I roamed and I rambled and I followed my footsteps
   To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
   While all around me a voice was sounding
   This D 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
   A voice was chanting, As the fog was lifting,
   This D was made for you and me.

   This D is your D, this D is my D
   From California to the New York Island
   From the Redwood Forest to the Gulf Stream waters
   This D was made for you and me.