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Well I came upon a child of God |
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He was walkin' along the road and I asked him |
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"Tell me where are you going?" |
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This he told me, said, "I'm going on down to Yasgur's farm |
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Gonna join in a rock and roll band |
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I gotto get back to the land and set my soul free" |
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We are stardust, we are golden |
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We are billion year old carbon |
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And we got to get ourselves back to the garden |
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Well then can I walk beside you |
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I have come to lose the smog |
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And I feel myself a cog in somethin' turnin' |
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And maybe it's the time of year |
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Yes and maybe it's the time of man |
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And I don't know who I am, but life is for learnin' |
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We are stardust, we are golden |
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We are billion year old carbon |
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And we got to get ourselves back to the garden |
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We are stardust, we are golden |
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We are billion year old carbon |
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And we got to get ourselves back to the garden |
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By the time we got to Woodstock |
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We were half a million strong |
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And everywhere was a song and a celebration |
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And I dreamed I saw the farmers |
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Just play his ridin' shotgun in the sky |
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Turning into butterflies above our nation |
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We are stardust, we are golden |
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We are caught in the devil's bargain |
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And we got to get ourselves back to the garden |