Name: 4 Plus 20 (sing and inst, modified lyrics)
Duration: 5 min 28 s
Channel: Stephen Stills
Description: "4 Plus 20 (sing and inst, modified lyrics)" is a song by Numi Who Creative Covers. Cover of the Crosby, Still, and Nash song "4 (Plus) 20"; moderately modified lyrics. 4plus20_sing_inst_long_03

Cover of the Crosby, Still, and Nash song "4 (Plus) 20"; moderately modified lyrics. 4plus20_sing_inst_long_03

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Numi Who Creative Covers

Here, I create cover songs while I wait for humanity to adopt the Philosophy of Broader Survival.

Play it LOUD and through a good audio device (anything but cell phone speakers, which I did not mix to). Cover Songs on Soundclick: https://www.soundclick.com/numiwhocreativecovers Writing: https://allpoetry.com/Mr._Numi_Who- Books: Numi Who? on Amazon (books) Art: http://wbiro.deviantart.com Early Art: http://www.flickr.com/photos/38154648@N00 Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com/user/wbiro Self-made Music Catalog (to 2016): http://numi-imagination-creations.me/01-art-catalog/wbiro_artistic_catalog_1967-2016_update_34.html Original Music on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/wbiro Cover Songs on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/user-288568536

Song Info

Genre

Acoustic • Cover Songs

Charts

Peak #87

Peak in subgenre #6

Author

Stephen Stills

Rights

2013 this version by wbiro

Uploaded

May 10, 2013

Track Files

MP3

MP3 7.5 MB • 192 kbps • 5:28

Story behind the song

Lyrics modified to fit a relationship of mine.

Lyrics

Four and twenty years ago, we sold our souls away,

the songs of a woman and man leaving life for another day;

we were tired of being poor;

and we were tired of searching door to door;

we were working like the devil to be more.


A different kind of loneliness bore down on us, although

night after sleepless night we'd search so we could know

why we are so alone;

trying to find a love we can bring home;

trying to find a little warmth beneath the snow.


Mornings bring the sunrise, we're hopeful in our beds;

we turn and they are empty; we leave our hearts there, take our heads

and we go out into the world;

and we battle the many-headed beast;

and we grow weary of the torment.


 

 


Four and twenty months ago, you were already in my life,

the song of a woman and man bringing love, and bringing strife,

they were tired of being poor;

and they were tired of selling themselves door to door;

and they're working like the devil to be more.


A different kind of poverty bore down on them, although,

night after sleepless night they'd search so they could know

why they're so alone;

trying to find a love they can bring home;

to find a little warmth beneath the snow.


Morning brings a sunrise, they are driven from their beds;

they turn - their beds are empty,

 

they leave their hearts there, take their heads

and they go into the world to find some peace;

they end up battling the many-headed beasts;

and they grow weary from their torment.

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