I CAN'T HELP BUT WONDER

With all that is happening to our country lately, the first and last verses of this song are making me wonder just where we are heading now.

This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the gulf stream waters
This land was made for you and me

In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.