Woodstock - America

I came upon a child of God

She was walking along the road

And I asked her, «Where are you going?»

This she told me

Said, I’m going on down to Yasgur’s farm

Gonna join a rock 'n' roll band

I’m gonna camp out on the land

Gonna 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 to be a cog in something turning

Yeah, maybe it’s just the time of year

Or maybe it’s the time of man

I don’t know who I am but life is for learning

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 was a 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

(Billion year old carbon)

And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden

We are stardust, we are golden

(Caught in the devil’s bargain)

And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden