No Charge

My sister's little girl walked into the kitchen one evening
While she was fixing supper
And he handed her a piece of paper that he'd been writing on
After wiping her hands on her apron
She took it in her hands and read it
And this is what it said

For mowing the yard, five dollars
For making my own bed this week, one dollar
For going to the store, fifty cents
And for playing with little brother while
You went shopping, twenty-five cents
For picking up the trash, one dollar
And for getting good report card, five dollars
And for raking the yard, two dollars
Total all to fourteen seventy-five

Well she looked at him standing there unexpectedly
And a thousand memories flashed through her mind
So she picked up the pen, turned the paper over
And this is what she wrote

For the nine months I carried you
Growing inside of me, no charge
For the nights I sat up with you
Doctor you prayed for you, no charge
For the time and the tears
And the thoughts through the years
There's no charge
When you add it all up
The full cost of my love is no charge

For the nights filled with gray
And the worries ahead, no charge
For advice and the knowledge
And the cost of your college, no charge
For the first school and clothes
And for wiping your nose
There's no charge, son
When you add it all up
The full cost of real love is no charge

For the nights filled with gray
And the worries ahead, no charge
For advice and the knowledge
And the cost of your college, no charge
For the first school and clothes
And for wiping your nose
There's no charge, son
When you add it all up
The full cost of real love is no charge