Take me to woodstock....
I am waiting for the bus to come
To take me away, for summer sun
For I have tasted and I want more
and me I hope they're searching for
I sit silently, humble and calm
Waiting for their gracious charm
For the colourful people holding hands
take me to the meadow of silent bands
True music from people since passed
In a dimension that'll always last
I want to dance feel music with my soul
Take me to woodstock give me real rock'n'roll
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