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