They all came out to Woodstock,
on the Lake Freedom shoreline,
to make peace with the Natives,
they had it all to lose
Well, Van Allan and the fathers,
were in the tightest spot around,
and then someone stupid with a hand gun,
burnt th� peace to the ground
He burned down th� Am�ty house,
it burned with an awful sound
the assassin, was running �round and �round,
shooting people to the ground
And when the dust had settled,
It seemed that we had lost the day
we were down, but cert�ly not out,
We knew that we would win the war
We fled to, the hospital
It was empty, cold and bare
with the enemy shooting bullets outside,
We thought we�d prob�ly die
With bloody frights and bloody fights,
We were hold up for the night, we said,
"No matter how, we get out of this,
I know, I know we�ll never forget."
- Written with help from Deep Purple