Lyrics
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 being poor
and he wasn't into selling 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 I 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?
Morning comes to 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 wishing
that my life would simply cease.
I come into this life,
The son of a woman
and a man who lived in strife.
He was tired of being poor
and he wasn't into selling 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 I 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?
Morning comes to 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 wishing
that my life would simply cease.
