No Charge

My little girl came up to me in the kitchen this evenin' While I was fixin' supper And she handed me a piece of paper she'd been writin' on And after wipin' my hands on my apron I read it, and this is what it said For mowin' the yard, five dollars For makin' my own bed this week, one dollar Goin' to the store, fifty cents Playin' with little sister, while you went to the store, twenty-five cents Takin' out the trash, one dollar Gettin' a good report card, five dollars And for rakin' the yard, two dollars Total owed, fourteen dollars and seventy-five cents Well, I looked at her standin' there expectantly And a thousand memories flashed through my mind And so I picked up the pen, and turnin' the paper over This is what I wrote For the nine months I carried you Growin' inside me, no charge For the nights I've sat up with you Doctored you, prayed for you, no charge For the toys, food and clothes And for wiping your nose, there's no charge When you add it all up The full cost of my love is no charge Well, when she finished readin' She had great big old tears in her eyes And she looked up at me and said "Mommy, I sure do love you" Then she took the pen And in great big letters She wrote: "PAID IN FULL" When you add it all up The cost of real love is no charge