Cecil Brown

Well, my name is Cecil Brown

And I'm from a little town

And people don't think much of me

I never understood

Why they thought I was no good

But this is how it seems

The feelings of this worn out cowboy

Will make you feel so cold

I've traveled up and down so many

Kind of lonesome roads

I once took the high road

And it took me straight to hell

And I stood there all by myself

'Cause all alone's where

I feel like I belong

'Cause it don't matter who is right or wrong

The feelings of this worn out cowboy

Will make you feel so cold

I've traveled up and down so many

Kind of lonesome roads

Pickin' up the pieces of my broken family

Is not an easy sight to see

And as the leaves have changed

It helps ease the pain and sufferin' they left for me

The feelings of this worn out cowboy

Will make you feel so cold

I've traveled up and down so many

Kind of lonesome roads