Cecil Brown
Hank Williams III
Key: Am
Time: 

Verse:
Well my [Am]name is cecil brown 
And I’m [G]from a little town 
And [D]people don’t think much of [Am]me 

I [Am]never understood 
Why they [G]thought I was no good 
But [D]this is how it [Am]seems

Chorus:
The feelings of [G]this worn out cowboy 
Will [D]make you feel so [Am]cold 
I’ve traveled [Am]up and down so many 
Kind of [D]lonesome [Am]roads 

Verse:
I [Am]once took the high road 
And it [G]took me straight to hell 
And I [D]stood there all by [Am]myself 

Cause all alone’s where 
I feel like I belong 
Cause it don’t matter
Who’s right or wrong 

Chorus:
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 

Verse:
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 

Chorus:
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

Copyright: 2015 Hank Williams III