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John Sebastian Woodstock

John Sebastian Woodstock

Other than music and rain, it seems the Woodstock’s one common thread was the nearly constant between-set requests to those who had climbed on the light towers to please come down. Whether it was Chip Monck or John Morris doing announcements, there was always a typically polite request to get off the towers.

And so Monck did several times before John Sebastian, an unscheduled guest, the third of the festival (Melanie and Country Joe), and the second of the day appeared.

John was a spectator. Not planning on playing,  but ready and willing to jump in and help out. He performed solo.

It was about 3:30 PM and his 24-minute set was:

  • How Have You Been
  • Rainbows All Over Your Blues
  • I Had A Dream
  • Darlin’ Be Home Soon
  • Younger Generation
John Sebastian Woodstock

How Have You Been

John Sebastian Woodstock

Reprise Records would not release John’s first solo album, John B Sebastian,  until January 1970, but three of the five songs he sang would be on that album. This was one.

Because the songs were still young, because John was still young (25), because life at Woodstock was often enhanced, the published lyrics of songs and the lyrics John sang do not always co-inside.

Thank you. I don’t know how amazing you look, but you’re truly amazing, you’re a whole city. And somehow you’re something that an awful lot of us talked about 8 and 10 years ago in little living rooms…I have a song for you.” John Sebastian

He begins singing a cappella, then uses his guitar.

How have you been my darling children,
While I have been away in the west?
Though you are strangers,
I feel that I know you.
By the way that you treat me and offer to feed me and eagerly ask if I’ll stay for a rest.
Now sit yourselves down in a pile here before me.
I wish I had presents for each of your smiles.
I have been traveling,
Without much to carry.
Just a broken guitar case with tape on the sides,
A bag and a few signs to help me get rides.
Here are some beads from a throat of a princess,
Who reigned in the years ’round 200 BC.
Divide them and wear them,
And make sure you share them.
Because I want you to have them in hopes that’ll be,
As lovely as the lady who gave them to me.
Here is a strange European guitar string,
I found on the floor of a Club in Marseilles.
It’s fat for the third string and too skinny for the fourth string.
But I keep in hopes I may use it someday,
It’s funny how people just keep things that way.
Here is a turtle from a Long Island Expressway.
Says that his home has been covered with tar.
So I gave him a ride on the back of my suitcase.
And he wants to stay here in your yard,
At long his life won’t be quite so hard.

How have you been my darling children?

John Sebastian Woodstock

Rainbows All Over Your Blues

Rainbows All Over Your Shoes was also on John’s first album. John tells a story about having just coming back from California and living in a tent there. That a woman taught him how to tie-dye and John is one of the two performers (Joe Cocker being the other) who prominently wore tye-dye clothing, unlike most in the crowd where little if any such style could be found.

“A cloth house is all you need if you got love.”

I’ve been waitin’ my time, just to talk to you
You been lookin’ all down at the mouth, and down at your shoes
Well bay – ee – aby, I come to give you the news
I’ll paint rainbows all over your blues
I heard you been spendin’ a lot of your time, up in your room
And at night you’ve been watchin’ the dark side of the moon
You don’t talk to nobody, if they don’t talk to you
So Buddy and me came here to sing you a tune
I give up, is all you’ve really got to say
Well, it’s time to find a new life style
‘Cause this really ain’t the way
Let’s go for a bounce on my trampoline
I can show you the prettiest mountains that you’ve ever seen
You better run to your closet
And fish out your blue suede shoes
‘Cause I’ll paint rainbows all over your blues

John Sebastian Woodstock

I Had A Dream

His third song is the third of the three that would appear on that aforementioned solo album.

In many ways, John’s heartfelt spoken words sum up the sense that “we” had arrived and it was special.

“Far out. Far around. Far down. Far up. I’d like you to hear a tune about…I guess about those discussions that I was talking about that I seem to have had in so many small circles of friends around living rooms, around pipes when they weren’t selling no papers on the street and we weren’t walking around this beautiful green place…smokin’ and ah…not being afraid. This is about all of us. I love you people.”

I had a dream last night
What a lovely dream it was
I dreamed we all were alright
Happy in a land of Oz
Why did everybody laugh
When I told them my dream
I guess they all were so far
From that kind of scene
Feeling mean
I heard a song last night
What a lovely song it was
I thought I’d hum it all night
Unforgettable because
All of the players were playing together
And all of the heavies were light as a feather
All I remember is a feeling tomorrow
And as I recall the rest will just follow
I had a dream last night
What a lovely dream it was
I dreamed we all were alright
Happy in a land of Oz.

John Sebastian Woodstock

Darlin’ Be Home Soon

Sebastian had, as everyone there was well aware, been the leader of the very successful Lovin’ Spoonful spectators call out such requests. His next song was one of their hits.

“Oh man, there’s a half a million people and they’re all singing a hundred songs. I tell you what, I’m gonna’ sing a song that’s a kind of a goodbye song…but it’s not a all-the-way goodbye song. It’s just that ah…it’s kinda’ like a 15-20 minute goodbye song because we’re all here and we’re gonna stay here, let it all keep on happening. Stay here until it’s over.”

The crowd applauded as soon as he began to strum the well-known song. I had learned the word “dawdled” from this song

Come and talk of all the things we did today
Here and laugh about our funny little ways
While we have a few minutes to breathe
And I know that it’s time you must leave, but darling be home soon
I couldn’t bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It’s not just these few hours but I’ve been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk toAnd now, a quarter of my life is almost passed
I think I’ve come to see myself at last
And I see that the time spent confused
Was the time that I spent without you
And I feel myself in gloomSo darling be home soon
I couldn’t bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It’s not just these few hours but I’ve been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk toSo darling…
My darling be home soon
I couldn’t bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It’s not just these few hours but I’ve been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to

Go and beat your crazy head against the sky
Try and see beyond the houses and your eyes
It’s OK to shoot the moon

Darling be home soon
I couldn’t bear to wait an extra minute if you dawdled
My darling be home soon
It’s not just these few hours but I’ve been waiting since I toddled
For the great relief of having you to talk to.

John Sebastian Woodstock

Younger Generation

He told the crowd that they were all beautiful, but Chip Monck asks him back as the crowd continues to cheer and applaud.

“Oh boy. This is really a mindfucker of all time. I’ve never seen anything like this, man…just love everybody around ya’ and clean up a little garbage on your way out and everything gonna’ be alright. The press can only say bad things if there ain’t no fuckups.”

He dedicates the song to the announcement that someone was having a baby saying, “This kid’s gonna be far out.

Why must every generation think their folks are square
And no matter where their heads are they know mom’s ain’t there
‘Cause I swore when I was small that I’d remember when
I knew what’s wrong with them that I was smaller than
Determined to remember all the cardinal rules
Like sun showers are legal grounds for skipping school
I know I have forgotten maybe one or two
But  I hope that I recall them all before the baby’s due
And I know he’ll have a question or two
Like “Hey Pop, can I go ride my zoom
It goes two hundred miles an hour suspended on balloons
And can I put a droplet of this new stuff on my tongue
And imagine frothing dragons while you sit and wreck your lungs”
And I must be permissive, understanding of the younger generation
Then I’ll know that all I’ve learned my kid assumes
And all my deepest worries must be his cartoons
And still I’ll try to tell them him all the things I’ve done
Relating to what he can do when he becomes a man
And still he’ll stick his fingers in the fan
And “Hey, Pop, my girlfriend’s only three
She’s got her own videophone and she’s taking L.S.D.
And now that we’re best friends she wants to give a taste to me
But what’s the matter Daddy, how come you’re looking man?
Can it be that you can’t live up to your dreams?”

John Sebastian Woodstock

Santana Woodstock

Santana Woodstock

Country Joe had gotten the crowd to its feet and now it was time for Santana. It is important to remember that this wasn’t Santana 1970. This was Santana 1969, the band that their manager Bill Graham had reportedly insisted be part of Woodstock if Woodstock Ventures wanted the Dead.

Whatever the story, Santana was the second scheduled act of the second day. It was about 2 PM.

The personnel was:

And their set was:

  • Waiting
  • Evil Ways
  • You Just Don’t Care
  • Savor
  • Jingo
  • Persuasion
  • Soul Sacrifice
  • Fried Neckbones And Some Home Fries
Santana Woodstock

Waiting

Santana Woodstock

The crowd politely applauded Chip Monck’s introduction and we immediately heard a style of rock that most of us had never experienced: Afro-Caribbean.  While Carlos Santana is the obvious leader of the band and the lead guitarist at that, the band is always a band with each member contributing.

The band would play about 50 minutes and all the songs except the last was from their not-yet-released album and nearly all in the same track order.

Waiting… for my baby
Waiting… for my baby
I? m on the pier, I? m waiting for my baby
I? d like to see her and I don? t mean maybe
She goes by the name, the name Marcella
Y mira, mira como mueve la cadera
Cadera pa mi es como caramelo
Ay caramelo, caramelo, caramelo
Waiting… estoy esperando pr Marcella… for my baby
Marcella mi vida
Waiting… for my baby
After all this time I? m finally with Marcella
I want to marry, but I don? t know how to tell her
Marcella and I, we go to the cabana
We bibbi di bop and bibbi di bop and boppin to Santana
Santana pa mi, Santana pa mi
Pero que rico, que rico Santana
Waiting… Ay Marcella mi vida… for my baby
Estoy esperando pr Marcella
Waiting… for my baby
Pero que rico Santana
En Espanol
Yo estoy esperando a mi novia como un mango
En Espanol
Ahora viene mi Marcella huarachando
En Espanol
Me estuvo esperando el todo dia
En Espanol
En el sol ay mama mia
Doe-you… goe yoe yoe yoe
Goe-yoe… goe yoe yoe yoe
Waiting… for my baby

Santana Woodstock

Evil Ways

Just as the band is relatively unknown, so are their songs. If the band were to play Evil Ways today, the crowd would likely immediately jump to its feet. Not yet in 1969.

You’ve got to change your evil ways, baby
Before I stop lovin’ you
You’ve got to change, baby
And every word that I say is true
You got me runnin’ and hidin’ all over town
You got me sneakin’ and a-peepin’ and runnin’ you down
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby
When I come home, baby
My house is dark and my pots are cold
You’re hangin’ round, baby
With Jean and Joan and-a who knows who
I’m gettin’ tried of waitin’ and foolin’ around
I’ll find somebody who won’t make me feel like a clown
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby
When I come home, baby
My house is dark and my pots are cold
You’re hangin’ round, baby
With Jean and Joan and-a who knows who
I’m gettin’ tried of waitin’ and foolin’ around
I’ll find somebody who won’t make me feel like a clown
This can’t go on, Lord knows you got to change, baby

Santana Woodstock

Just Don’t Care

More solid playing. I’d say the crowd is beginning to feel the groove that the band itself is definitely enjoying.

I told you
You’d have to leave
And you listened with a cryin stare.
Now you’ve got the nerve
To tell me baby
Yeah, yeah, a no, no
You don’t care
You just don’t care baby.
Sun
Turns back at the sight of you
And your evil only clouds the air.
You you just laugh at what you do.
Hey, hey, hey, hum
Now you don’t care.
Hey
You don’t care for me.
Your feelings smashed
Now you’re leaving to find
Someone who’ll dare
To change all the wrong
Like you done to me
Hey, hey, hey, no, no
You don’t care.
Hey, hey, hey, you don’t care.

Santana Woodstock

Savor

“Back to the Latin.” This instrumental features everyone especially Greg Rolie on organ and Michael Shrieve on drums, but this isn’t the drum solo that we’ve all likely heard. Not yet.

Santana Woodstock

Jingo

The band segues right into Jingo. Segues are great ways to keep a crowd into the set. Breaks between songs often allow the balloon to deflate. Not today.

Jingo features much more percussion.

Santana Woodstock

Persuasion

There’s no patter. No explanation. A bit of a break, the then the percussive engine roars again.

You got persuasion
I can’t help myself
You got persuasion
I can’t help myself
Something about you baby
Keeps me from goin’ to somebody else
Yeah, any way you want
Now, now baby
You put me in a daze
All the time
Look what cha got for me baby
Like the devil in disguise
Something about you baby
You’re one
You’re one of a kind
Oh this spell you put on me
Has just outdone me babe
I can’t keep the rain from comin’ down
Look out now
I can’t get out from under
But I wouldn’t want to
Even if I can
Something about you baby
Make me feel
Make me feel like a man

Santana Woodstock

Soul Sacrifice

And we have arrived. Listening to the whole set is far better than listening only to what many think is the best song from the set. Be that as it may, Soul Sacrifice with Michael Shrieve again soloing, is a diamond in this dazzling set.

The crowd stood. The crowd shouted, cheered, stamped, applauded, whistled, and called out. It was a human earthquake for those of us there.

This was the song that made it onto the album. This was the performance that made it into the movie. How could they not have!

Santana Woodstock

Fried Neck Bones And Some Home Fries

Encores nowadays are a formal part of most bands’ performances. We know they’ll come back, they know they’ll come back, but we all act as if it’s a surprise.

There had been Woodstock encores, but this one was definitely earned and desired.

Another amazing song that is less lustrous only because of what preceded it. I’m not sure if a 6+ minutes song with only four words isn’t still an instrumental anyway.

Fried neckbones
And some…

And Santana stepped into history!

Santana Woodstock

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

The night before, the little-known Melanie Safka had her famous impromptu performance.  On Saturday, the far better known Country Joe McDonald did the same and did it even more famously.

Country Joe and the Fish were not scheduled to play until Sunday, but like many musicians there, Country Joe was hanging out and amazed at the size of the crowd. The organizers asked him if he could play a solo set, but he said he had no guitar.

A guitar was found, but it had no strap.

A piece of rope (clothes line?) was found.

And so Joe stepped onto the stage and into history.

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

His 27 minute set was:

  • Janis
  • Donovan’s Reef
  • Heartaches by the Number
  • Ring of Fire
  • Tennessee Stud
  • Rockin’ Round the World
  • Flying All the Way
  • I Seen a Rocket
  • Fish” Cheer > I-Feel-Like-I’m-Fixin’-To-Die Rag
Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Janis

No surprise that Country Joe wrote this song for Janis Joplin. They were living together in 1967 and according to Joe, she was upset with him for breaking up with her to be with Robin Menken, whom he subsequently married, but asked him to write a song for her, and this was the song. [Songfacts]

The song was on the 1967 album, I Feel Like I’m Fixin’ To Die

Into my life on waves of electrical sound
And flashing light she came,
Into my life with a twist of a dial
The wave of her hand–the warmth of her smile.

And even though I know that you and I
Could never find the kind of love we wanted together,
Alone I find myself missing you and I, you and I.

It’s not very often that something special happens
And you happen to be that something special for me.
And walking on grass where we rolled and laughed in the moonlight
I find myself thinking of you and I, you and I, you.

Into my eye comes visions of patterns
Designs the image of her I see.
Into my mind the smell of her hair,
The sound of her voice–we once were there.

And even though I know that you and I
Could never find the kind of love we wanted toghther,
Alone, I find myself missing

You and I,
You and I,
You.

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Donovan’s Reef

Written by Joe, the song is from the 1969 Fish album, Here We Go Again. 

Scorching the painted desert adrift off of Donovan’s reef
Tossing and spinning your pills alone brings such sweet relief
Open your mind and show me a sign to prove you’re insane
Open your arms and show me the scars reflecting your pain
Lovely lady, forgive me now
If words seem cruel
If words seem cruel
You’ve lost your soul
You’ve grown so cold
You’ve learned the rules
Obey the rules of their game:
Life’s just a game
Pig boat sails across the seven seas
Servants at home are down on their knees
The master’s praying and begging me, “Please
Look away.”
Diamonds shining through an emerald sky
Watch the phantom as he flies by
Trying to laugh but he knows he must die
Look away, look away, look away
Satan dances of death and doom our time has finally come
Lower imps of sin sing an orgy of our flesh begun
Excuse me, I can’t seem to recall exactly what’s happening here
Your mask in the past always seemed to me to be so sincere
She’s stolen you away
Taken your heart
Once it was mine
Ah once it was mine
You look so cool
But I’m no fool
You’ll pay for your crimes
By doing your time in their game
Life’s just a game
Life’s just a game
You know that life is just a game
Life’s just a game
Life’s only a game…

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Heartaches by the Number

Country Joe Woodstock

After Bob Dylan had recorded the album Nashville Skyline, many other rock artists went there, too. Joe was one of them. He called his album, Tonight I’m Singing Just For You and released it in 1970.  Harlan Howard wrote this song.

Heartache number one was when you left me,
I never knew that I could feel this way.
And heartache number two was when you came back again
You came back but never meant to stay.
Now I’ve got heartaches by the number, troubles by the score,
Every day you love me less, each day I love you more.
Yes, I’ve got heartaches by the number, a love that I can’t win
But the day that I stop countin’, that’s the day my world will end.
Heartache number three was when you called me,
You said that you were coming home to stay.
With hopeful heart I waited for your knock on the door,
I waited but you must have lost your way.
Now I’ve got heartaches by the number, troubles by the score,
Every day you love me less, each day I love you more.
Yes, I’ve got heartaches by the number, a love that I can’t win
But the day that I stop countin’, that’s the day my world will end.
Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Ring of Fire

Sticking with his Nashville theme, June Carter and Merle Kilgore wrote Ring of Fire for June’s husband Johnny Cash in 1963. Joe asks the crowd to sing along. It sounds like they demur. This song also appeared on Tonight I’m Singling Just for You.

Love is a burning thing
And it makers a firery ring
Bound by wild desire
I fell in to a ring of fire
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
I went down down down
And the flames went higher.
And it burns burns burns
The ring of fire
The ring of fire.
The taste of love is sweet
When hearts like our’s meet
I fell for you like a child
Oh, but the fire went wild
I fell in to a burning ring of fire
Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Tennessee Stud

A third song from Tonight I’m Singling Just for You, Tennessee Stud is a classic song written by Jimmy Driftwood in 1959. Many had already covered the song, including Johnny Cash.

Back about eighteen and twenty-five
I left Tennessee very much alive
I never would have made it through the Arkansas mud
If I hadn’t been riding on the Tennessee Stud
Had some trouble with my sweetheart’s pa
One of her brothers was a bad outlaw
I wrote a letter to my Uncle Fud
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud
Drifted on down into no man’s land
I crossed the river called the Rio Grande
I raced my horse with the Spaniards bold
‘Til I got me a skinful of silver and gold
Me and a gambler, we couldn’t agree
We got in a fight over Tennessee
We pulled our guns, he fell with a thud
And I rode away on the Tennessee Stud
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud
I rode right back across Arkansas
And I whipped her brother and I whipped her pa
I found that girl with the golden hair
And she was riding on a Tennessee mare
Pretty little baby on the cabin floor
A little horse colt playing ’round the door
I love the girl with the golden hair
And the Tennessee Stud loves the Tennessee Mare
The Tennessee Stud was long and lean
The color of the sun and his eyes were green
He had the nerve and he had the blood
There never was a horse like the Tennessee Stud

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Rockin’ All Around the World

 Switching back to his own music, Joe next did Rockin’ All Around the World, a song that had appeared on the fifth Fish album,  CJ Fish.
Rock and roll music it sure sounds sweet
Makes you wanna get up and stomp your feet
Clap your hands and scream and shout
You know that rock and roll just knocks me out.
Rockin’ all around the world,
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world,
Rockin’ all around the world
Come on boys now haven’t you heard?
Come on girls did you get the word?
They’re rockin’ all around the world,
Rockin’ round the world.
Some people say country music is fine
Psychedelic music will blow your mind
Blues got soul and so does jazz
But nothing’s got the something Charlie rock and roll has.
Hey rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Come on boys now haven’t you heard?
Come on girls did you get the word?
They’re rockin’ all around the world,
Hey, rockin’ round the world.
Old folks don’t know, they can’t understand
The words and the music of a rock and roll band
But the kids in the schools and the hippies in the streets
Are doing their thing to a rock and roll beat.
Hey rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Come on boys now haven’t you heard?
Come on girls did you get the word?
They’re rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ round the world.
Rock and roll music it sure sounds sweet
Makes you wanna get up and stomp your feet
Clap your hands and scream and shout
You know that rock and roll just knocks me out.
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Rockin’ all around the world
Come on boys now haven’t you heard?
Come on girls did you get the word?
They’re rocking all around the world
Rocking rocking round the world you know
They’re rocking round the world yeah
They’re rocking round the world yeah
They’re rocking round the world yeah
They’re rocking round the world yeah
Rocking round, round, round
Rocking round, round, round
Rocking round, round, round
Rocking round, round, round
Rocking round, round, round
Rocking round, round, round
Rocking round, round the world yeah
Round the world, round
You know everybody’s rocking
You know everybody’s rocking
You know everybody’s rocking
You know everybody’s rocking
Rocking round, rocking round
Rocking round, rocking round.
Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

Flyin’ High

Joe continues with his own composition. Flyin’ High was the first cut on their first album, Electric Music for the Mind and Body, released on May 11, 1967

I was stuck on an LA freeway
Got rainwater in my boots
My thumbs done froze, can’t feel my toes
I’m feeling a little thirsty, too
Wheels throwin’ water all over my act
And Mr. Jones won’t lend me a hand
Up come two cats in a Cadillac
And they say won’t you hop in, man
I went flying high
All the way
All the way
The one that’s driving has got a Bowler hat
The other’s got a Fez on his head
They turn around and grin and I grin back
But not a word was said
So I took out my harp and I played ’em a tune
I could see they were diggin’ it
Then the one with the Fez, well he turns and he says
We’d like to help you make your trip
And I went flying high
All the way
All the way
He said we can’t leave him out in the rain
He just might freeze and die
So, why not put him on a plane
And send him home in the sky
So, they took me to the LA airport
Laid twenty dollars in my hand
Well, I paid my fair, I’m a millionaire
Flyin’ back home again
And I went flying high
All the way
Yah, all the way
All the way
You know I went flying high
All the way
Country Joe McDonald Woodstock

I Seen a Rocket

With a helicopter in the background and before beginning I Seen A Rocket,  Joe asked, “How much more time?”

Fish Cheer > I-Feel-Like-I’m-Fixin’-To-Die Rag

Things were going OK. No boos or requests called out, but no big cheers. Joe was what he was sent out to be. A placeholder.  Then it happened. The story is he asked his manager standing nearby by whether he should. The manager nodded yes. Whether the story is another spoonful of Woodstock Haze, we’ll never know. But he began the Fish cheer and went into the Fish’s best known song. As the Who would sing several hours later, the crowd went crazy.

Gimme an F! F!
Gimme an U! U!
Gimme an C! C!
Gimme an K! K!
What’s that spell? FUCK!
What’s that spell? FUCK!
What’s that spell? FUCK!
What’s that spell? FUCK!
What’s that spell? FUCK!
What’s that spell? FUCK!

Well, come on all of you, big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
He’s got himself in a terrible jam
Way down yonder in Vietnam
So put down your books and pick up a gun
We’re gonna have a whole lotta fun

And it’s one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die

Well, come on generals, let’s move fast
Your big chance has come at last
Now you can go out and get those reds
‘Cause the only good commie is the one that’s dead
And you know that peace can only be won
When we’ve blown ’em all to kingdom come

And it’s one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die

Come on Wall Street, don’t be slow
Why man, this is war au-go-go
There’s plenty good money to be made
By supplying the Army with the tools of its trade
But just hope and pray that if they drop the bomb
They drop it on the Viet Cong

And it’s one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die

Come on mothers throughout the land
Pack your boys off to Vietnam
Come on fathers, and don’t hesitate
To send your sons off before it’s too late
And you can be the first ones in your block
To have your boy come home in a box

And it’s one, two, three
What are we fighting for?
Don’t ask me, I don’t give a damn
Next stop is Vietnam
And it’s five, six, seven
Open up the pearly gates
Well there ain’t no time to wonder why
Whoopee! we’re all gonna die.

Along the way he tells the crowd that there’s about 300 thousand of you fuckers out there. How they gonna stop the war if they don’t sing.

Joe finished and the crowd called for more.

He came back with another round of the Rag.

Country Joe McDonald Woodstock