Crosby Stills Nash And Young - 4 20 Tabs

4 + 20
by Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young

transcribed by Phil Mitchell

notes:  This is an alternate transcription based on the tab by Ben Chang.
        It allows you to play a fairly accurate version of the song without
        having to change your tuning as much (dropped D tuning).  To play
        along with the Deja Vu recording, you'll want to put a CAPO ON THE
        FIRST FRET and move everything up a fret. As far as rythym, notes
        that have one dash between them are eighth-notes, two dashes are
        quarter notes (approximately).
        v = vibrato

Intro:

e--------5v------------3v-------2-------------------2------|
B-------------7v------------5v----------3-----0---------3v-|
G-----------------------------------------------2----------|
D-----------------0-----------0-------------0-----0--------|
A----------------------------------------------------------|
D-----0-----0---0---0-----0-----0-----0---0---0------------|

Verse:
starts the same as the intro,
e--------5v------------3v-------2-------------------2-----------|
B-------------7v------------5v----------3-----0---------3v------|
G-----------------------------------------------2---------------|
D-----------------0-----------0-------------0-----0---------0---| x2
A---------------------------------------------------------------|
D-----0-----0---0---0-----0-----0-----0---0---0-----------0---0-|

then:
e-------------------------------8v----8v----8v------|
B-1--------1-----0--------0--------10v--10v---10v---|
G----2-------2------2-------2-----------------------|  x3
D------0-------0------0-------0------0-----------0--|
A---------------------------------------------------|
D-3------3-------5------5-------0-----------0-------|

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 bein' poor,
and he wasn't into sellin' door to door,
and he worked like the devil to be more.
(intro)
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?
(intro)
Morning comes the sunrise and I'm driven to my bed.
I see 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.