Woodstock

Woodstock - Matthews' Southern Comfort

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

He said

I'm going down to Yasgur's farm

Gonna joinsy a rock 'n' roll band

I'm gonna camp out on the land

I'll try and set my soul free

We are stardust

Oh we are golden

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

Can I walk beside you

I just came here to lose the smog

Now I feel just like a cog

In something turning

Maybe it's the time of year

Or maybe it's the time of man

And I don't know who I am

But life's 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

They were half a million strong

Everywhere there were songs

And celebration

And I dreamed I saw the big jie bombers

Riding shotgun in the sky

They would turn into butterflies

Above our nation

Cause we are stardust

We are golden

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

We are stardust

Oh we are golden

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

Back to the garden