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*** Autor textu: Stephen Stills *** Autor hudby: Stephen Stills
1.[E]Four and twenty years ago,
I come into this life.
The son of a woman and a man who lived in strife.
He was [G5]tired [A5]of being po[E5]or,
and he was[G5]n`t into[A5] selling door to do[E5]or.
And he worked[G5] like the dev[A5]il to be mo[E7]re. [E]
2.A different kind of poverty
Now upsets me so, night after
Sleeples night I walk the floor and
Want to know why am I so alon?
Where is my woman? Can I bring her home?
Have I driven her away? Is she gone?
3.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?
[G5] And I find myself
[A5]just wishin`that my [E7]life would simply cease.
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