Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young



4+20



FOUR AND TWENTY YEARS AGO I COME INTO THIS LIFE

THE SON OF A WOMAN AND A MAN WHO LIVED IN STRIFE

HE WAS TIRED OF BEIN' POOR

AND HE WASN'T INTO SELLIN' 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 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?



MORNIN' COMES THE 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 WISHIN' THAT MY LIFE WOULD SIMPLY DECEASE