Pie Song

If you wanna bake a pie
First you make the crust
Never skimp on butter
Or it’ll turn out tough
Rhubarb from the garden
Cinnamon and clove
A cup of Dixie sugar
A little moonshine in the dough

But nothin’ you can make
Can make you good enough
If you’re cookin’ for a man who doesn’t love you

Spend all day in the kitchen
Bakin’ something sweet
Flour on your apron
Dancin’ in bare feet
You put all your hopes and wishes
Into his birthday pie
But then there’s somethin’ kin to pity
There behind his eyes

‘Cause nothin’ you can make
Can make you good enough
If you’re cookin’ for a man who doesn’t love you

Give all you have
But don’t wait around to get it back
He won’t mind your company
But he’ll never bring you home to meet the family

‘Cause honey, nothin’ you can make
Can make you good enough
If you’re cookin’ for a man who doesn’t love you