Woodstock

Note: C. J. Krieger is a local Woodstockian poet ------------------------------------------------------------ Time to go Woodstock holds no more secrets And the music it once knew Has long since faded All that remains Are old dreams Of what was once there And of course The stories Told by those Who never knew Woodstock But would have you believe That they know the truth Yes It’s time to go Woodstock holds no more secrets Only old stories Told for a price Hey there If you can you spare five bucks I’ll tell you about Woodstock And of course How it never was