I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road and I asked him
"Where are you going"
This he told me I'm going on down to Yasgurs farm
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
I'm gonna camp out on the land and try 'n' get my
soul free
We are stardust, we are golden
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden
Caught in the devil's bargain
And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
Then can I walk beside
I have come here to lose the smog
And feel to be a cog in something twining
Maybe it is 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,
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was song and celebration
And I dreamed I saw the farmers riding shotgun in
the sky
Turning into butterflies above our nation.