4 + 20 chords

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 alone
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.