Bob Carlisle - Butterfly kisses

^Em7There's two things I know^G for sure. She was ^Em7sent here from heaven, and she's d^Gaddy's little girl. Am G C D,. As I drop to my knees by her bed at night, |. Am G C Dia she talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes. And I ^Cthank God for a^Dll of the j^Goy in my l^Cife, oh but most ^D7of all, for...

^GsusButterfly Kis^Gses after be^Gsusdtime pray^Ger Sticking li^Gsusttle white fl^Gowers al^Gsusl up in her h^Emair ^{D C}"Walk beside the pony daddy it's^G my first ride" ^C"I know the cake looks funny dad^Gdy, but I sure tried" ^CWith all I've done wr^Dong I must have done ^Gsomething ^Arig^A7ht To deserve her ^Chug every morning and b^Dutterfly kisses at nig^Gsusht ^G

^Em7Sweet sixteen to^Gday, She's l^Em7ooking like her momma a little mo^Gre everyday. ^AmOne part ^Gwoman, the o^Cther part ^Dgirl. To p^Amerfume and ^Gmakeup, from ^Cribbons and ^Dcurls. ^CTrying her wi^Dngs out in a gr^Geat big wor^Cld. But I remem^D7ber...

^GsusButterfly ^GKisses after ^Gsusbedtime pray^Ger Sticking li^Gsusttle white f^Glowers all ^Gsusup in her h^Emair ^{D C}"You know how much I love you da^Gddy, but if you dont mind.. ^CI'm only going to kiss you on the che^Gak this time ^CWith all I've done wr^Dong I must have done ^Gsomething ^Arig^A7ht To deserve her^C hug every morning a^Dnd butterfly kisses at^Gsus night^G

^GAll the precious t^A#ime. ^D7 Like the ^Gsuswind, the years ^Ggo by ^{Gsus G}Precious butter^A#fly.^{D7 C}Spread your w^Am7ings and ^D7fly

^Em7She'll change her name tod^Gay. ^Em7She'll make a promise, and I'll giv^Ge her away. ^AmStanding in the br^Gide room just st^Caring at he^Dr, She a^Amsked me what I'm th^Ginking, and I sa^Cid "I'm no^Dt sure, ^CI just feel like I'm ^Dlosing my bab^Gy gir^Cl." Then she leaned ov^D7er....an gave me....

^GsusButterfly K^Gisses with h^Gsuser mamma th^Gere Sticking li^Gsusttle white fl^Gowers al^Gsusl up in her ^Emhair ^{D C}"Walk me down the aisle, ^Gdaddy, it's just about time" ^C"Does my wedding gown look prett^Gy, daddy?" "Daddy, don't cry." ^CWith all I've done wr^Dong I must have done ^Gsomething ^Ari^A7ght

To deserve her lo^Cve every morning and ^D7butterfly kisses I couldn't a^Csk God for more, man, ^Dthis is what love is I ^D#know I've gotta let her go, but I'll ^Galways remember Every h^Cug in the morning, and ^D7butterfly kisses...