Well, my name is Cecil Brown
And I'm from a little town
And people don't think much of meI never understood
Why they thought I was no good
But this is how it seemsThe feelings of this worn out cowboy
Will make you feel so cold
I've traveled up and down so many
Kind of lonesome roadsI 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 wrongThe feelings of this worn out cowboy
Will make you feel so cold
I've traveled up and down so many
Kind of lonesome roadsPickin' 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 meThe feelings of this worn out cowboy
Will make you feel so cold
I've traveled up and down so many
Kind of lonesome roads