She says maybe it's the time of year
Or maybe it's the time of man
60's playlist and a beer
I'm suddenly 16 again
What's the future hold in store
What's it hiding up its sleeve
All that wide-eyed hope
Were we so naive
Hey mister where's the road to Yasgur's farm
He stares at me with pity and alarm
Says that crowd left here long ago
Scattered all to hell and Harper's Ferry
On the 6th of January
I'm shopping for some groceries
Muzak piped in overhead
They only play the melody
I hear the words John Lennon said
Asking me to imagine
As I fight this cart with crooked wheels
He's either bent over laughing
Or spinning in his Strawberry Fields
Where's the road to Yasgur's farm
He stares at me with pity and alarm
Says that crowd left here long ago
Scattered all to hell and Harper's Ferry
On the 6th of January
And we're driving home and the radio plays
What's goin' on? Marvin Gaye
Is it right on red or left on MLK
I look ahead and realize we've lost our way
Hey mister where's the road to Yasgur's farm
He stares at me with pity and alarm
Says that crowd left here long ago
Scattered all to hell and Harper's Ferry
On the 6th of January
On the 6th of January
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