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