Written by: P. Overstreet/D. Schitz How much do I owe you said the husband to the wife For standing beside me through the hard years of my life Shall I bring you diamonds, shall I bring you furs Say the word and it's yours (and the wife said) I won't take less than your love, sweet love I won't take less than your love All the riches (treasures) of the world could never be enough And I won't take less than your love How much do I owe you to the mother said the son For all that you have taught me in the days that I was young Shall I bring expensive blankets to cast upon your bed And a pillow for to rest your weary head (and the mother said) Chorus: I won't take less than your love, sweet love I won't take less than your love All the 1.)riches 2.)comforts 3.)treasures) of the world could never be enough back to original key And I won't take less than your love How much do I owe you said the man to his Lord For giving me this day and every day that's gone before Shall I build a temple, shall I make a sacrifice Tell me Lord and I will pay the price (and the Lord said)