Four And Tewenty
Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young

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Four and twenty years ago a man came to this life
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Born to a woman and a man who lived in strife
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He was tired of being poor and he wasn't into selling door to door
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So he worked like the devil to be more

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A different kind of poverty now escapes my soul
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Night after sleepless night I walk the floor and I want to know
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Why am I so alone?  Where is my woman?  Can I bring her home?
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Have I driven her away?  Is she gone?

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Morning comes to sunrise and I'm driven to my bed
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I see that it is empty and there's devils in my head
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I embrace the many colored beast
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I grow weary of my torment - Can there be no peace?
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And I find myself just wishin' that my mind would simply cease