Woodstock

Saw it on the news and God it hit me
Hippies dancing around in muddy bare feet
Somebody said they knew somebody who was there
Nothing but peace and understanding
Dropping little hits that they called candy
There I sat a thousand miles from it

Too young for Woodstock
It's gone and it's not coming back around
I'll never feel the sound or dance against the ground
Too young to get there
No flowers in my hair
The records I bought was the closest I ever got
To Woodstock

Daddy said they're all hopped up on something
I was smoking **** with the window open
Crosby, Stills, and Nash and Janis and The Who
Running round in fringe and patched up blue jeans
Trying to fast-forward right past thirteen
My only comfort was that Joni missed it too

Too young for Woodstock
It's gone and it's not coming back around
I'll never feel the sound or dance against the ground
Too young to get there
No flowers in my hair
The records I bought was the closest I ever got
To Woodstock

Summer of '69, summer of love and peace signs
Brother in Vietnam, and I'm pissed off that I am

Too young for Woodstock
It's gone and it's not coming back around
I'll never feel the sound or dance against the ground
Too young to get there
No flowers in my hair
The records I bought was the closest I ever got
To Woodstock