4 20 Lyrics
Four and twenty years ago I come into this lifeThe son of a woman and a man who lived in strifeHe was tired of bein' poorAnd he wasn't into sellin' door to doorAnd he worked like the devil to be moreA different kind of poverty now upsets me soNight after sleepless night I walk the floor and want to knowWhy 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 bedI see that it is empty and there's devils in my headI, embrace the many colored beastI grow weary of the torment, can there be no peace?And I find myself just wishin' that my life would simply decease
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