Woodstock

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

Gonna join in a rock and roll band

Got 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've got to get ourselves

Back to the garden

"Well, then can I walk beside you?

I have come to lose the smog

And I feel myself a cog

In somethin' turning"

And maybe it's the time of year

Yes, and maybe it's the time of man

And I don't know who I am

But life is for learning

We are stardust, we are golden

We are billion-year-old carbon

And we got to get ourselves

Back to the garden

We are stardust, we are golden

We are billion-year-old carbon

And we got to get ourselves

Back to the garden

By the time we got to Woodstock

We were half a million strong

And everywhere was a song

And a 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

• Artist:Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
• Album:Déjà Vu (1970)