Woodstock - Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

Well, I came upon a child of god

He was walking along the road

And I asked him, tell me where are you going?

This he told me

Said, I’m going down to Yasgur’s farm

Gonna join in a rock and roll band

Got to get back to the land and set my soul free

We are stardust, we are golden

We are billion year old carbon

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

Well, then can I walk beside you?

I have come to lose the smog

And I feel myself a cog in somethin' turning

And maybe it’s the time of year

But then maybe it’s the time of man

And I don’t know who I am

But life is for learning

We are stardust, we are golden

We are billion year old carbon

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

We are stardust, we are golden

We are billion year old carbon

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock

We were half a million strong

And everywhere was a song and a celebration

And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes

Riding shotgun in the sky

Turning into butterflies

Above our nation

We are stardust, we are golden

We are caught in the devils bargain

And we got to get ourselves back to the garden