In 1969, there was such a music festival. It was held at Max Yasgur's 600-acre dairy farm in the Catskills near the hamlet of White Lake in the town of Bethel, New York, from August 15 to 18, 1969. Bethel, in Sullivan County, is 43 miles (69 km) southwest of the town of Woodstock, New York, in adjoining Ulster County. Among the 32 performers was a group called Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. In 1970 the movie, "Woodstock" was released. Read the below lyrics, written by Joni Mitchell, then click on the link below to watch and listen to Eva Cassidy's beautiful cover of the song.
PS - I've added another link below showing actual film of the Woodstock Festival with background music of Crosby, Stills and Nash's original version of the song.
WOODSTOCK
I came upon a child of God
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, "Tell me where are you going?
This he told me
He was walking along the road
And I asked him, "Tell me where are you going?
This he told me
Said, "I'm going down to Yasgur's farm
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And get my soul free
Gonna join in a rock and roll band
Got to get back to the land
And get my soul free
We are stardust, we're golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Can I walk along beside you?
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel like Im a part
Of something turning round and round
I have come here to lose the smog
And I feel like Im a part
Of something turning round and round
And maybe its the time of year
Maybe it's the time of man
And I don't know who I am
But life is for learning
Maybe it's the time of man
And I don't know who I am
But life is for learning
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
By the time we got to Woodstock
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was the song
And the celebration
We were half a million strong
And everywhere was the song
And the celebration
And I dreamed I saw the bomber jet planes
Firing shot into the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation
Firing shot into the sky
Turning into butterflies
Above our nation
We are stardust, we are golden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
And we've got to get ourselves
Back to the garden
Songwriter
MITCHELL, JONI
MITCHELL, JONI
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Lyrics © Joni Mitchell/Crazy Crow Music/Siquomb Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Lyrics © Joni Mitchell/Crazy Crow Music/Siquomb Music, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=eva%20cassidy%20Woodstock&qs=n&form=QBVR&pq=eva%20cassidy%20woodstock&sc=2-21&sp=-1&sk=#view=detail&mid=8872A5932FE48DDDEA5C8872A5932FE48DDDEA5C
Read more: Eva Cassidy - Woodstock Lyrics | MetroLyrics
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=crosby+stills+nash+woodstock+music+festival&qs=AS&sk=VI1AS2&FORM=QBVR&pq=crosby%20stills%20nash%20%2Fwoodstock&sc=8-29&sp=4&qs=AS&sk=VI1AS2#view=detail&mid=E716A7172175CB4BD7CCE716A7172175CB4BD7CC
Read more: Eva Cassidy - Woodstock Lyrics | MetroLyrics
http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=crosby+stills+nash+woodstock+music+festival&qs=AS&sk=VI1AS2&FORM=QBVR&pq=crosby%20stills%20nash%20%2Fwoodstock&sc=8-29&sp=4&qs=AS&sk=VI1AS2#view=detail&mid=E716A7172175CB4BD7CCE716A7172175CB4BD7CC
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