I came upon a child of god. He was walking along the road. And I asked him where are you going. And this he told me. I‘m going on down to yasgur's farm. I‘m going to join in a rock ‘n' roll band. I‘m going to camp out on the land. I‘m going to try an' get my soul free. We are stardust. We are golden. And we've 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 to be a cog in something turning. Well maybe it is just the time of year. Or maybe it's the time of man. I don't know who I am. But you know life is for learning. We are stardust. We are golden. And we've got to get ourselves. Back to the garden. By the time we got to woodstock. We were half a million strong. And everywhere there was song and celebration. And i dreamed i saw the bombers. Riding shotgun in the sky. And they were turning into butterﬂies. Above our nation. We are stardust. Billion year old carbon. We are golden. Caught in the devil's bargain. And we've got to get ourselves. Back to the garden