Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - 4 + 20 Lyrics

Four and twenty years ago, I come into this life
The song of a woman and a man who lived in strife
He was tired of being poor
And he wasn't into selling door to door
And he worked like the devil to be more

A different kind of poverty now upsets me so
Night after sleepless night, I walk the floor
And I want to know- why am I so alone?
Where is my woman can I bring her home
Have I driven her away? Is she gone?

Morning comes to sunrise and I'm driven to my bed.
I see that it is empty and there's devils in my head
I embrace the many colored beast
I grow weary of the torment, can there be no peace?
And I find myself just wishing that my life would simply cease