Well I came upon a child of God.
He was walking along the road.
And I asked him: Tell me, where are you going?
This he told me:
Said I’m going down to Yasgur’s farm.
Going to join you wroke band,
Going to get back to the land,
And set my soul free.

We are stardust,
We are golden,
We are billion-year-old carbon,
And we got to get ourselves back to the Garden (of Eden).

Oh, then can I roam beside you?
I have come to lose the smog.
And I feel myself a cog
In something turning.
And maybe it’s the time of year,
And well 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,
We are billion-year-old carbon,
And we got to get ourselves back to the Garden (of Eden).

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 bomber jet planes
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation.

We are stardust,
We are golden,
We are caught in the devil’s bargain,
And we got to get ourselves back to the Garden (of Eden).


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