I've heard a lot of talking and a lot of advice
since you told me goodbye.
Some say it's funny how a big grown boy can
act like a baby and cry.
They say it's mighty funny how a heart can change whenever
the going gets rough.
Like I've tried to tell them if they felt this pain,
they'd say it ain't funny enough.
They all think it's funny,
but I ain't a-laughing,
it's the wrong kind of funny to me.
When you left me it hit me like a ton of brick,
went down like a rock in the sea.
It may seem funny to a lot of my friends how me and my baby wound up.
Well I've cried to laugh and hold up my chin,
but it ain't funny enough.
I do less sleeping than the waves on the sea,
I roll and tumble all night.
Do more weeping than the willow tree,
nothing ever works out right.
May seem funny to a lot of my friends how me and my baby wound up.
Well I've cried to laugh and hold up my chin,
but it ain't funny enough.
They all think it's funny,
but I ain't a-laughing,
it's the wrong kind of funny to me.
When you left me it hit me like a ton of brick,
went down like a rock in the sea.
It may seem funny to a lot of my friends how me and my baby wound up.
Well I've cried to laugh and hold up my chin,
but it ain't funny enough.
No,
it ain't funny enough.
It ain't funny enough.