Well my name is Cecil Brown And I'm from a little town 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 Would make you feel so cold I've traveled up and down so many Kind o' lonesome roads I once took the high road And it took me straight to hell And I stayed there all by myself Cause on the roads Where I feel that I belong It don't matter who is right or wrong The feelings of this worn out cowboy. guitar solo, Sergio Leone style 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.