Don't be troubled 'bout me 'cause I'm tired
From workin' 'round the house when day is done
Don't think you failed me 'cause you can't afford
That dishwasher to make my life more fun.
You know, the measure of a man
Is much more than just the money he can make
And every woman knows a lot of joy and tears
Come with the wedding cake.
The wedding cake is not all icing
And love and tender whispers in the dark
One slice is concern for all your dreams
Prayed, they won't come true and break your heart.
Another slice is feedin' kids and wipin' noses
Cryin' when the doorbell rings and there are roses
Every woman knows a lot of give and take
Comes with the wedding cake.
--- Instrumental ---
It's facin' shadows of the future prayin' they will fall away
As we walk toward them searchin' for the sun
It's long and anxious hours with the wolf at the door
Hugs and kisses when at last we see the dawn.
So when the hands of time trace tellin' lines upon our face
And lace our hair with strands of gray
We laugh and say for all who will partake
It all comes with the wedding cake.
Yes, for all who will partake
It all comes with the wedding cake...
Writer(s): Mira Smith, Margaret Lewis
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