Woodstock

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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 and roll band
 I'll camp out on the land
 I'll try and set my soul free
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
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 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
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
 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
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
 We are stardust, we are golden
 And we've got to get ourselves back to the garden
 

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Duration
04:29
Key
7
Tempo
120 BPM

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