| I came upon a child of God
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| He was walking along the road
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| And I asked him «Tell me where are you going?»
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| This he told me
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| Said «I'm going down to Yasgur’s farm
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| Gonna join in a rock and roll band
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| Got to get back to the land
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| And get my soul free»
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| We are stardust, we’re golden
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| And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden
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| Can I walk along beside you
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| I have come here to lose the smog
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| And I feel like I’m a part
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| Of something turning round and round
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| And maybe it’s the time of year
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| Maybe it’s the time of man
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| And I don’t know who I am
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| But life is for learning …
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| We are stardust, we’re golden
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| And we’ve 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 the song
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| And the celebration
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| And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes
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| Turning into butterflies
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| Above our nation …
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| We are stardust, we’re golden
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| And we’ve got to get ourselves back to the garden |