I came up on a child of God, he was (A7sus)walk in’ a long the road.

And I asked him, “Where are you go in’?” and this he told

me:

“I’m go in’ on is down to Yas gur’s Farm, I’m gon na (A7sus)join in a rock and roll band.

I’m gon na camp out on the land, I’m gon na try and get my soul

free.”

We are (A7sus)star

dust,

we are gold

en, and we’ve (Em11)got to get our (D)selves back to the (Em11)gar

den.

Then can I walk be side you?

God, I have (A7sus)come here to lose the smog,

and I feel him, to be a cog in and some thing turn

ing.

Well may be it is just the time of year, I’m gon or (A7sus)may be it’s the time of man.

I don’t know camp out who I am, but you know life and is for learn

ing.

We are (A7sus)star

dust,

we are gold

en, and we’ve (Em11)got to get our (D)selves back to the (Em11)gar

den.

Then

By the time we got to Wood stock, we were (A7sus)half a mil lion strong, and ev ’ry where there was song and

cel e bra

tion.

And I dreamed I saw the bomb ers

rid ing (A7sus)shot gun in the sky, and they were turn in’ in

to but ter flies

a (Em11)bove our na

tion.

We are (A7sus)star

dust,

bil lion year old car bon, we are gold

en,

caught in the dev il’s bar gain.

And we’ve (Em11)got to get our (D)selves back to the (A7sus)gar

den.

Doo

doo

(A7sus)doo

doo.

Doo doo

doo doo doo doo.

Doo doo doo

doo doo doo doo.

Doo (Em7)doo doo doo doo doo.

Doo (Em11)doo doo doo.