Cecil Brown-crd Hank Williams
[Am]Well, my name is Cecil Brown and I-m [G]from a little town
And [D]people don-t think [C]much of [Am]me.
[Am]I never understood why they [G]thought I was no good,
But [D]this is [C]how it [Am]seems.
The feelings of [G]this worn out cowboy
Would [D]make you feel so [Am]cold.
I-ve traveled [G]up and down so many
Kinda [D]lonesome [Am]roads.
[Am]I once took the high road and it [G]took me straight to hell.
And [D]I stayed there all [C]by my[Am]self.
[Am]Cause on the road-s where I [G]feel that I belong,
Cause it don-t [D]matter who is [C]right or [Am]wrong.
DOBRO BREAK over C D |Am |C D |Am |
C D |Am |G |D |Am
[Am]Pickin up the pieces of my [G]broken family
Is [D]not an easy [C]sight to [Am]see.
[Am]And as the leaves have changed it [G]helps ease the pain
And [D]sufferin they [C]left for [Am]me.
OUTRO: Am plunking along progressively slower