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Old Old Woodstock lyrics
Oh, don't it get you, get you when you're through
Feel the breezes blowing all around your coat
Oh, don't it get you when you gotta roam
Hear the children singing, 'My daddy's coming home'
Going down to old, old woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Going down, give my baby a squeeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Way behind the shady tree
Here I come a swaggering, way on over the ridge
See the water flowing way beneath the bridge
And my woman's waiting by the kitchen door
I'm driving along in my old beat up car
Going down to old, old woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Going down, give my child a squeeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Way behind the shady tree
Listen, oh, don't it get you, get you when you're through
Feel the breezes blowing, all around your coat
Lord, don't it get you, when you're bound to roam
Hear your children sing, 'My Daddy's coming home'
Going down to old, old woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Going down, give my child a squeeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old woodstock
Way behind the shady tree
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