The sun on the rim of the view overlooking all that I love

Lights up every leaf and blade, birds circling high above

With trembling hand I reach down and say "This is my land"



This land will pass on to my child, when he's grown

To love it as much as I, for all the sons gone by

And when he's a man He'll do what he can

For this, my land, this is my land



When young men die in glory and for freedom take their stand

May they sing this same proud story, this is my land



Life fade away, and my body is laid to rest on the ground

May this comfort fill my soul more on the land, I know

That those after me say with much dignity

"This is my land, this is my land"