THIRD   Verse.By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong



SONG
there was song
.

And everywhere
Celebrate
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

We are golden

We are billion-year-old carbon
Stardust Golden
And we've got to get ourselves

Back to the garden