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 

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