This Is Getting Funny (But There Ain't Nobody Laughing) - Lyrics - Waylon Jennings

Waylon Arnold Jennings was an American singer, songwriter, musician and actor. Jennings began playing guitar at 8 and began performing at 12 on KVOW radio. His first band was The Texas Longhorns. Jennings worked as a D.J. on KVOW, KDAV, KYTI, and KLLL. In 1958, Buddy Holly arranged Jennings's first recording session, of âJole Blonâ and âWhen Sin Stops .â Holly hired him to play bass. In Clear Lake, Iowa, Jennings gave up his seat on the ill-fated flight that killed Holly and others to J. P. Richardson, who was suffering from a cold. The day of the flight was later known as The Day the Music Died. Jennings then worked as a D.J. in Coolidge, Arizona, and Phoenix. He formed a rockabilly club band, The Waylors. He recorded for independent label Trend Records and A&M Records, before succeeding with RCA Victor after achieving creative control.

I came down with broken heart, just to start to my summer. Boy when you lose the one you love, it's a stone cold bummer. I just called you up to tell you I don't know what to say. I wish you knew the way I felt. This is gettin' funny, but their ain't nobody laughin' honey, come on back home. Tell me how you feel, though I can't stand this at all. Can't you see its a mystery, I thought I was your lover. Yes I could fly, I could lay down and die, Six one way, half a dozen of the other. I could say I'm sorry baby, enough's enough. I'm gonna break right down and ball. This is gettin' funny, but their ain't nobody laughin' honey, come on back home. Tell me how you feel, though I can't stand this at all. I was out to show you what I good man I could be, you were out to hurt somebody. Now I'm going crazy. Really did, and I ain't lying. Get's so lonesome here in L.A., my summer's turned to autumn. I don't if you heard it way out there were you you stay, my heart just hit rock bottom. I'm runnin' round in circles, I don't know where I am. Won't you atleast give me a call. This is gettin' funny, but their ain't nobody laughin' honey, come on back home. Tell me how you feel, though I can't stand this at all. How do you feel? I can't stand this all.