I've Cried A Mile - Crispian St. Peters

Oh, the road of love is rocky, and it’s lonely, and so blue

When the one you dream of, walks on ahead of you

Well, I laughed the day she left me, said she’d come back in awhile

But for every inch I’ve laughed, I’ve cried a mile

It’s a mighty lonesome feeling, when you go to bed at night;

And there’s nothing but a memory, and a pillow on your right

Oh, if men were born to suffer, then I guess I’m right in style

Cause for every inch I’ve laughed, I’ve cried a mile

Well, I laughed and said a new love would be easy to find;

I was right, they’re so easy, and all the wrong kind

As I travel down life’s highway, it hardly seems worthwhile

That for every inch I’ve laughed, I’ve cried a mile

It’s a mighty lonesome feeling, when you go to bed at night;

And there’s nothing but a memory, and a pillow on your right

Oh, if men were born to suffer, then I guess I’m right in style

Cause for every inch I’ve laughed, I’ve cried a mile