Am
Well my name is Cecil Brown
G
And I'm from a little town
D C Am
People don't think much of me
I never understood
Why they thought I was no good
But this is how it seems
G
The feelings of this worn out cowboy
D Am
Would make you feel so cold
G
I've traveled up and down so many
D Am
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.
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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.