Follow That Star in the East, Officer
Were you at the miracle of Woodstock?
the third largest city in New York State
surrounded by tiny rivers of hate
conceived in magic
born in music
and rocked in fields of alfafa, baby
Were you ther on the highway called Happy?
where the Jefferson Airplane streaked through the sky
explodin' like a comet over Philippine Pound
while the cattle were lowin' and roamin' around
diggin' the sound
and the Wise Men rode on a Day-Glo bus
"Oh, come along with us
and make the scene
where Groovy Way meets Gentle Path
at the intersection of Freedom
and we'll all take a bath in milk and honey"
Come along now
and we'll reach for a song
we'll drink up a cupful of green meadow grass
or some rain on the rocks
and we'll find us a bed near the Greatful Dead
Girl, if you go, I'll tell you true
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