A Woodstock Refugee
Hitchhiked the golden highway
to a faraway time
Moving grooving to the beat
of a radical rhyme
We could have changed the
world our love was strong
Oh hold on my darling it won’t
be very long
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee music is
turning the key
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee hope is
burning in me
Our heart was the art we know
our part deep in our soul
Peace Love and Understanding
they were our unwavering goal
Against ground control we all
revolted
Stay in line bow to the
divine we were insulted
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee music is
turning the key
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee hope is
burning in me
We look at our children’s
children with a deep blue sigh
We laugh at the evening news
we know it’s all a lie
Echoing in the night in
fright they cry
Try as they might they’ll never
tell you the reason why
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee music is
turning the key
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee hope is
burning in me
Sylvia is perishing lamenting
in the long goodbye
Love is eternal dreams can
never die
The tomb is empty Oh yes Lord
I believe
Reap what you sow as you give
receive
Today humble poets are
seeking as they create
Our leaders stumble speaking
their wicked words of hate
Shatter the chains lets move
to better days
Confessing our faith we’re
baptized in a Purple Haze
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee music is
turning the key
I am a Woodstock refugee
yearning to be free
A Woodstock refugee hope is
burning in me
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