Luyện nghe bài hát Cecil Brown

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

I never
Why thought I was no good
But is how it seems

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

I took the high road
And it me straight to hell
And I there all by myself

'Cause all where
I feel like I
'Cause it don't matter who is right or

The feelings of this worn out
Will make you feel so
traveled up and down so many
Kind of roads

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

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