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's 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
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 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