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
"Daddy´s coming home"

Going down to old, old Woodstock
To feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old Woodstock
Going down to 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 trees

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
Give my child a squeeze
Going down to old, old Woodstock
Gonna feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old Woodstock
Way behind the shady trees

Hey!

Listen

Oh, don´t it get you
Get you in your throat?
Feel the breezes blowing
All around your coat
Lord, don´t it get you
When you´re bound to roam?
Hear your children sing
"Daddy´s coming home"

Going down to old, old Woodstock
To feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old Woodstock
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 trees
Going down to old, old Woodstock
To feel the cool night breeze
Going down to old, old Woodstock
Give my child a squeeze
Going down to old, old Woodstock
Feel the cool night breeze
Old, old Woodstock
Way behind the shady trees
Way behind the shady trees
Way behind the shady trees
Way behind the shady trees