Woodstock Lyrics

 by Joni Mitchel
 
 Well I came across a child of God
 He was walking along the road
 And I asked him tell where are you going
 This he told me
 
 Well I am going down to Yasgar's farm
 Going to join in a rock and roll band
 Goin' to get back to the land to set my so

 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we got to get ourselves back to the garden
 
 Well they cannot walk beside you
 I have come to lose that smile
 And I feel as though I'm caught
 In something turning
 And maybe it's the time of year
 Yes and maybe it's the time of man
 And I don't know where I am
 My life is for burning
 
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we got to get ourselves back to the garden
 
 By the time we got to Woodstock
 We were half a million strong
 And everywhre was song and celebration
 And I dreamed I saw a bomber jet plane
 Riding shotgun in the sky
 Turning into butterflies
 Above the nation.
 
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we got to get ourselves back to the garden