James Taylor - Woodstock

Tekst :

Well, I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, tell me, where are you going
This he told me:

Said, I m going down to Yasgur s farm
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And set my soul free

{Refrain}
We are stardust
We are golden
We are billion-year-old carbon
And we got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Well then, can I walk beside you?
I have come to lose the smog
And I feel myself a cog
In something turning

And maybe it s the time of year
Yes, and maybe it s the time of man
And I don t know who I am
But life is for learning

{Refrain twice}

By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was a song
And a celebration

And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes
Riding shotgun in the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation

We are stardust
We are golden
We are caught in the devil s bargain
And we got to get ourselves
Back to the garden

Inne utwory

  • Looking for love on Broadway
  • Mud slide slim
  • Somebody
  • Everybody has the blues
  • Not fade away
  • Going around one more time
  • London town
  • Love the life revisited
  • Sleep come free me
  • The blues is just a bad dream
  • Walking man
  • I was a fool to care
  • Everybody loves to cha, cha, cha
  • The water is wide
  • You can close your eyes
  • Knocking round the Zoo
  • Hello old friend
  • Jellyman Kelly
  • Sea cruise

    • Losowe utwory

    Ordinary people

    Oh, if they knew what is really going through her mind
    Oh, how she dazzles triumphant, there s no competition...
    But when not dreaming
    She thinks her world will fall apart
    There s no one there to love her
    And quench this burning passion

    Party for two

    I m having me a party,
    I don’t think I can come
    This ain’t just any kind of party,
    I think I ll stay at home
    It s gonna be really, really hot,
    It s starting to sound good
    I m gonna put you...

    Hokey pokey

    Little boy running and the little girl too
    Got the money tucked up in their hands
    Over the wall and down into the street
    Give your money to the hollering man

    Everybody runs for Hokey Pokey
    Hear the ringing on the ice cream bell
    He’s got the stuff that’ll cool...

    Pray for death

    Conquering the ages with their endless plan
    Threatening the future of the new world man
    Ultra technology in our wake
    Who will make the last mistake
    Billions ar espent for our defence
    To protect our freedom at our expense
    For us to exist we must live as one
    Divide the...

    Spin

    Governments elected nobody votes
    Politically correct isn t that a joke?
    We censor music then give children guns
    On CNN still fightin to death over Jerusalem
    Four letter disease still makes us run
    Can t comprehend that you can die from love