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altamont now won't be the same
when we see each other again
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altamont now won't be the same
when we see each other again
and the weather getting dry
we'll head south from altamont in a cold blooded travelled trance
so clear the road my bully boys and let some thunder pass
and the weather getting dry
we'll head south from altamont in a cold blooded travelled trance
so clear the road my bully boys and let some thunder pass
I'm goin' to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian Age.
Then I'll go over to Altamont and sit near the stage.
Put your head out the window, let the good times roll.
I'm goin' to Woodstock, it's the Aquarian Age.
Then I'll go over to Altamont and sit near the stage.
Put your head out the window, let the good times roll.