Luyện nghe bài hát Cecil Brown

Well, my name is Brown
And I'm from a town
And people don't think of me

I understood
Why they I was no good
But this is how it

The of this worn out cowboy
make you feel so cold
I've traveled up and so many
of lonesome roads

I once the high road
And it took me to hell
And I stood there all by

'Cause all alone's
I like I belong
'Cause it don't matter who is right or

The feelings of this out cowboy
Will you feel so cold
I've traveled up and down so
Kind of lonesome

Pickin' up the of my broken family
Is not an sight to see
And as the leaves changed
It helps ease the pain and they left for me

The of this worn out cowboy
Will make you so cold
traveled up and down so many
Kind of lonesome