MATTHEWS SOUTHERN COMFORT
Woodstock
MATTHEWS SOUTHERN COMFORT - Woodstock
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.

Im going down to Yasgurs farm

Think Ill join a rock and roll band

Ill camp out on the land

Ill try and set my soul free.


We are stardust, we are golden

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden.


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 its the time of year

Or maybe its the time of man

And I dont know who I am

But lifes for learning.


We are stardust, we are golden

And weve 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 weve got to get ourselves back to the garden.


We are stardust, we are golden

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden.


We are stardust, we are golden

And weve got to get ourselves back to the garden.