Stephen Stills - 4 + 20 - live version lyrics

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 cease