(Don Reid)

When you grow tired of bein' pretty
When you grow older and pay your dues
When you grow tired of too much living
Honey, I'll take care of you.

I'll make good for you
I'll take care of you
When you grow tired of bein' young
And all your songs are sung
Honey, I'll take care of you.

When you grow tired of spending evenings
Placing twilight in the dew
When you grow tired of wealthy people
Honey, I'll take care of you.

I'll make good for you
I'll take care of you
When you grow tired of bein' young
And all your songs are sung
Honey, I'll take care of you.

Honey, I'll take care of you...