كلمات Four & Twenty

Four & twenty years ago I come into this life the son of a woman and a man who lived in strife he was tired o' being poor and he wasn't into selling door to door and he worked like a 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, 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 coloured beast I grow weary of the torment can there be no peace and I find myself just wishin' that my life would simply cease