Linda Martell - The Wedding Cake

Don’t be troubled ‘bout me ‘cause I'm tired
From working ‘round the house when day is done
Don’t think you’ve 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 loving tender whispers in the dark
One slice is concern for your dreams
Afraid they won’t come true and break your heart
Another slice is feeding kids and wiping noses
Crying when the doorbell rings and there are roses
Every woman knows a lot of give
And take comes with the wedding cake

It’s facing shadows of the future, praying they will fall away
As we walk toward them searching for the Sun
And 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 tawny lines
Upon our face and lace our hair with strands of gray
We’ll 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
Oh yes, for all who will partake
It all comes with the wedding cake