4+20 Songtext
von Stephen Stills

4 & 20 years ago I come into this life
A son of a women 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 sleepness night I walk the floor and want to know why am I so alone?
Where is my women, can I bring her home
Have I driven her away?
Is she gone.
Morning comes the sunrise and I'm driven to my bed.
I see that it empty and there′s Devils in my head.
I embrace many colored beast.
I grow weary of the torment can there be no peace, and I find myself wishing that my life would simply cease