August 15th - 16th - 17th,  1969

 

 

 

 


We'd like to thank  ULRICH H÷HNE  for his contribution to our TEN YEARS AFTER Website:

a very rare film program issued for the Woodstock Movie - with original autographs.

A GREAT FIND ! 

 

 

 

 

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Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

 

Leo Lyons, Chick Churchill
Ric Lee, Alvin Lee

Arlo Guthrie

Country Joe  

 

Alvin Lee

 

John B. Sebastian

 

 

Joe Cocker

Sly Stone

Carlos Santana

 

Ritchie Havens

 

Joan Baez

 

The Who

 

The Family

 

 

Jefferson Airplane

 

 

 

Get Together

Love is but the song we sing, and fearís the way we die, you can make the mountainís ring, or make the angelís cry. Though the dove is on the wing, and you may not know why,

come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together and try to love one another right now.

Some will come and some will go, he shall surely pass. When the one that left us here returns for us at last, we are but a moments sunlight, fading in the grass.

So, come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together and try and love one another right now. 

If you hear the song I sing, you will understandÖlisten, you hold the key to love and fear, all in your trembling hand, just one key unlocks them both, itís there at your command.

Come on people now, smile on your brother, everybody get together and try to love one another right now.

Jessie Coulter Young - The Youngbloods

For Yasgurís Farm

 Who am I but you and the sun, a sad reflection in everyone, was it me who let you walk away?
Were you the one, or is it we are the same? What are we in time going by, the simple story of a younger life, happy dreams and somehow through the day we have not come so far to lose our way. Look at me, I believe it is true, you are a part of me, and I am apart of you.

Love is only what we have come to know. The walking, breathing and all with you. A crystal passing, reflected in our eyes, eclipsing all the jealousy and lies. Look at me, canít you see itís true, youíre a part of me, and Iím a part of you too. Quiet as the voices in a dream, without two shadows the things I have seen, remember the evening I let you walk away, were you the one, or is it weíre the same? Look at me, I believe itís true, you are a part of me, and Iím a part of you too.

Corky Laing Ė 1970 - Mountain

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