No Charge Tammy Wynette

My little girl came into 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
And for makin' my own bed this week - one dollar
And for goin' to the store - fifty cents
An' 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 mem'ries flashed through my mind
So I picked up the pen, 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