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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 Yasgur's farm,
Think I'll join a rock 'n roll band,
I'll camp out on the land,
I'll try and set my soul free."
<I>We are stardust,
We are golden,
And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden.</I>
"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 life's for learning."
<I>We are stardust,
We are golden,
And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden.</I>
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.
<I>We are stardust,
We are golden,
And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden.</I>
He was walking along the road,
When I asked him, "Where are you going?"
This he told me:
"I'm going down to Yasgur's farm,
Think I'll join a rock 'n roll band,
I'll camp out on the land,
I'll try and set my soul free."
We are golden,
And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden.</I>
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 life's for learning."
We are golden,
And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden.</I>
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 golden,
And we've got to get ourselves back to the Garden.</I>
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What this song means to me is my youth in the spirit of the 60s. I was only 8 years old when it came out in 1970, but I really loved it. I had gotten a transistor radio for my birthday, and on summer nights I would lie in bed with the radio between the pillow and my ear, softly playing either a ballgame or the latest music. I was already idealistic then, and the spirit of the times was of such expectation, such anticipation, that a change was about to come—that the whole world could and would be changed. I can still remember the night I first heard it, and how it drew me into the mood, made me feel like I could be a part of how exciting the change was going to be. Now I look back at that 8-year-old girl with the radio under her ear and I think: Those times were stardust, they were golden. If only I had known.
I like this version better than CSN&Y's because it's more melodic and dreamy, which I think fits the words better. No offense to CSN&Y, just my personal preference!