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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

I'm going down to Yasgurs farm

Think I'll join a rock and roll band

I'll camp out on the land

I'll try and set my soul free

We are stardust we are golden

And weve 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 just like a cog in something turning

Well maybe it's the time of year

Or maybe it's the time of man

And I don't know who I am

But lifes for learning

We are stardust we are golden

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden

By the time I got to Woodstock

They were half a million strong

Everywhere there were songs 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

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden

We are stardust we are golden

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden

We are stardust we are golden

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden