4 + 20 Songtext
von Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

Four and 20 years ago
I come into this life
The son 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 my soul
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