Woodstock

When I came upon a child of God
 He was walking along the road
 And I asked him where was he going
 And this he told me
 When I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm
 I'm going to join in a rock 'n' roll band
 I've got to get back to the land
 And set my soul free
 We are stardust
 We are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves
 Back to the garden
 Oh, back to the garden, yeah
 When I cannot walk beside you
 I have come to lose the smog
 And I feel myself a cog in something turning
 Now, maybe it's the time of year
 And maybe it's the time of man
 And I don't know who l am
 But life is for learning
 We are stardust
 We are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves
 Back to the garden
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 We are stardust
 We are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves
 Back to the garden
 By the time we got to Woodstock
 We were half a million strong
 And everywhere there was song 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
 Alright, yeah, oh, back to the garden
 Oh, now, going back, going back, going back to the garden