We are stardust. We are golden.

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 gonna join in a rock and roll band. 

I'm gonna camp out on the land.

I'm gonna 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.

Too bad Joni never actually made it to Woodstock.  I bet it's one of her life regrets...although Joni doesn't seem like a woman who has regrets.