Woodstock Chords by Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

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Well I came upon a child of God, [C] he was [F] walking along [C] the [F] road, and [C] I asked him, tell me where are you going,
and he [G] said, _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I'm going down to Yazdash, I'm gonna join in, and [C] I'm gonna know [F] that, _ [C] I'm gonna get back [G] to the land that my _ soul brings. _
_ We are [C] starved, [G] we are broken, we [C] are feeling no pardon, [Bb] and we've got to [F] get ourselves back to God.
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_ _ _ _ _ Well it kind of won't [Bb] decide it, [C] I have come [G] to lose [C] my [F] spot, [C] and I feel myself _ _ [F] recalling [G] something turning,
_ and _ _ maybe it's the job of _ man, [C] _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] and [C] I don't know who I [G] am, but life is for _ learning.
[Gm] _ _ We [C] are starved, [F]
we [Gm] are broken, we [C] are feeling no _ pardon, and [Bb] we've got to get [F] ourselves back to God. _
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_ _ _ _ _ [C] are starved, [G] we are broken, [C] we are feeling no _ pardon, and [Bb] we've got to get [F] _ ourselves back to [A] _ _
God.
[G] _ By _ _ _ the time we got to Woodstock, we were half [F] a million strong, _ _
[C] and everywhere was a [F] song and a [G] _ celebration.
_ _ _ And I dreamed I saw the bomb at their place, [C] but it shot down in [C] Yazdash, _ turning into [Eb] butterflies above [G] our nation.
_ We [C] are _ starved, we [G] are broken, we are [C] _ _
feeling no [A] pardon, and [Bb] we've got to get [F] ourselves back [C] to God.
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