Groovy was a rambling boy who came to Tompkins Square.
He sometimes had a crash pad, everyone was welcome there.
And he helped a thousand people, he'd have helped a million more.
But they found his broken body on the bloody basement floor.
And Groovy was a free man, so beautiful to see,
With a love for everybody that was there for all to see.

Linda was a young girl who painted with her soul.
Who lived a life of luxury til she just had to go.
And she loved all of her people until the day she died,
Tho the straight folks in Connecticut could only wonder why.
But Linda was a free girl, so beautiful to see,
With a love for everybody that was there for all to see.

Jesus was a drifter who went from town to town.
All the evil, up-tight people knew when he was around.
For he showed us what we ought to be, til they nailed him on the cross,
Though they knew somewhere within their hearts, they paid too high a cost.
For Jesus was a free man, so beautiful to see.
With a love for everybody that was there for all to see.

And those who've tasted Groovy's love and Linda's quite the same,
Have also known of Jesus love, tho they shun the Christian name,
For they had love that so few people ever understand:
The love of those who give themselves to help their fellow man.
So let us all be free men, the, so beautiful to see,
With a love for everybody that is here for all to see.