No Charge

My sister's boy walked to the kitchen one evening While she was fixing supper And he handed a piece of paper That he'd be writing on After wiping her hands on her apron She took it in her hands, and read it And this was 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 a good report card, five dollars And for racking the yard, two dollars Total all, to fourteen seventy five While she looked at him standing there unexpectedly And a thousands memories flashed through her mind So she picked up the pen, turned the paper over And this was what she wrote For the nine months I carried you Growing inside of me, no charge For the nights I've 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 grey And worries ahead, no charge For advice and the knowledge And the cost of your college, no charge For the first school and cloths And for whipping 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 grey And worries ahead, no charge For advice and the knowledge And the cost of your college, no charge For the first school and cloths And for whipping your nose There's no charge, son Hmm, when you add it all up The full cost of real love is, no charge End...