Here’s to the freedom of joyYou dressed in your hippy printThe wind blowing through you hairDelighted in what the notes hintWell away from the day to dayHere among friends you don’t knowYour eyes sparkle to strangersAnd you don’t care what showsWill you remember this for years?Will you return to raise your children?Will you be the old lady in the river?Will you worry about money spent?Here’s to the freedom of nowLet the wind blow and hair flowYou are the festival girl todayAnd you will reap the smiles you sowed
