Woodstock - Miya Folick

Came upon a child of God

He was walking along the road

And I asked him, «where are you going?»

And this he told me…

I’m going on down to yasgur’s farm

I’m gonna join in a rock and roll band

I’m gonna camp out on the land

I’m gonna get 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

Well maybe it is just the time of year

Or maybe it’s the time of man

I don’t know who I am

But you know 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 there was song and celebration

And I dreamed I saw the bombers

Riding shotgun in the sky

And they were turning into butterflies

Above our nation

We are stardust

Billion year old carbon

We are golden

Caught in the devil’s bargain

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