Woodstock Lyrics

Pear trees, pine trees, all the many kind trees  
Sparrows, marrows, and all those things  
Butterflies flutter by, everybody's apple pie  
Even the man next door can sing

 Kicking up the cones and rolling up the stones  
 Kicking up the stones and rolling up the cones 

The band plays country cool and sweet everywhere you go  
People tumble down the street, no one that you know  
Sunshine soon shine, let me at the moonshine  
Give me the road and set me free  
Own up, grown up, everything in sown up  
State police can't bother me

The band plays country cool and sweet everywhere you go  
People tumble down the street, everyone you know  
Jed the woodchuck lives in Woodstock  
Maybe he's a groundhog and I don't know  
Winter freeze up, sieze up, knees up  
Summers and it's time to go