I Like My Freedom. I Like To

I Came Upon A Child Of God, He Was Walking Along The Road And I Asked Him, Where Are You Going And This He Told Me: "i'm Going On Down To Yasgur's Farm I'm Going To Join In A Rock 'n' Roll Band I'm Going To Camp Out On The Land, I'm Going To Try An' Get My Soul Free.

You Feed It All Your Woes, The Ghostly Garden Grows.

Musically, I Don't Think I'd Ever Dry Up. I Trust My Musical Invention.

I Like My Freedom. I Like To Do My Own Grocery Shopping.

I Have Always Thought Of Myself As A Painter Derailed By Circumstance.