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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.