Woodstock

I came upon a child of God He was walking along the road When I asked him where are you going This he told me. I'm going down to Yasgurs farm Think Ill join a rock and roll band I'll camp out on the land I'll try and set my soul free. We are stardust, we are golden And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden. Then can I walk beside you I have come here to lose the smog And I feel just like a cog in something turning. Well maybe its the time of year Or maybe its the time of man And I don't know who I am But lifes for learning. We are stardust, we are golden And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden. By the time I got to Woodstock They were half a million strong Everywhere there were songs and celebration And I dreamed I saw the bombers Riding shotgun in the sky Turning into butterflies Above our nation. We are stardust, we are golden And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden. We are stardust, we are golden And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden. We are stardust, we are golden And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden.