Tammy WynetteNo Charge

Now our little boy came up to his mom In the kitchen this evenin' while she was fixin' supper And he handed her a piece of paper he'd been writin' on And after wipin' her hands on her apron She read it, and this is what it said. For mowin' the lawn, five dollars For makin' my own bed this week, one dollar And for goin' to the store, fifty cents An' playin' with little brother while you went shoppin', 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 seventy-five. Well, as mom looked at him standin' there expectantly And I could see the mem'ries flashing through her mind And so she picked up the pen, and turnin' the paper over This is what she wrote. For the nine months I carried you growin' inside me, no charge For the nights I've sat up with you Doctored you, and prayed for you, no charge For the time and the tears That you've cost through the years, there's no charge And when you add it all up The full cost of my love is no charge. For the nights filled with dread And all the worries ahead, no charge For advice and the knowledge And the cost of your college, no charge For the toys, food and clothes and even for wipin' your nose There's no charge, son And when you add it all up The full cost of my love is, no charge. Well, when he finished readin' He had great big old tears in his eyes And he looked up at her standing there and said Mama, I sure do love you Then he took the pen, And in great big letters He wrote paid in full. Lord knows when you add it all up The cost of real love is, no charge...
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