Bob Carlisle - Butterfly kisses

^Dm7There's two things I know^F for sure. She was ^Dm7sent here from heaven, and she's d^Faddy's little girl. Dm F F G,. As I drop to my knees by her bed at night, |. Dm F F Dia she talks to Jesus, and I close my eyes. And I ^Fthank God for a^Gll of the j^Foy in my l^Fife, oh but most ^G7of all, for...

^CsusButterfly Kis^Fses after be^Csusdtime pray^Fer Sticking li^Csusttle white fl^Fowers al^Csusl up in her h^Amair ^{G F}"Walk beside the pony daddy it's^F my first ride" ^F"I know the cake looks funny dad^Fdy, but I sure tried" ^FWith all I've done wr^Gong I must have done ^Fsomething ^Drig^D7ht To deserve her ^Fhug every morning and b^Gutterfly kisses at nig^Csusht ^F

^Dm7Sweet sixteen to^Fday, She's l^Dm7ooking like her momma a little mo^Fre everyday. ^DmOne part ^Fwoman, the o^Fther part ^Ggirl. To p^Dmerfume and ^Fmakeup, from ^Fribbons and ^Gcurls. ^FTrying her wi^Gngs out in a gr^Feat big wor^Fld. But I remem^G7ber...

^CsusButterfly ^FKisses after ^Csusbedtime pray^Fer Sticking li^Csusttle white f^Flowers all ^Csusup in her h^Amair ^{G F}"You know how much I love you da^Fddy, but if you dont mind.. ^FI'm only going to kiss you on the che^Fak this time ^FWith all I've done wr^Gong I must have done ^Fsomething ^Drig^D7ht To deserve her^F hug every morning a^Gnd butterfly kisses at^Csus night^F

^FAll the precious t^G#ime. ^G7 Like the ^Csuswind, the years ^Fgo by ^{Csus F}Precious butter^G#fly.^{G7 F}Spread your w^Dm7ings and ^G7fly

^Dm7She'll change her name tod^Fay. ^Dm7She'll make a promise, and I'll giv^Fe her away. ^DmStanding in the br^Fide room just st^Faring at he^Gr, She a^Dmsked me what I'm th^Finking, and I sa^Fid "I'm no^Gt sure, ^FI just feel like I'm ^Glosing my bab^Fy gir^Fl." Then she leaned ov^G7er....an gave me....

^CsusButterfly K^Fisses with h^Csuser mamma th^Fere Sticking li^Csusttle white fl^Fowers al^Csusl up in her ^Amhair ^{G F}"Walk me down the aisle, ^Fdaddy, it's just about time" ^F"Does my wedding gown look prett^Fy, daddy?" "Daddy, don't cry." ^FWith all I've done wr^Gong I must have done ^Fsomething ^Dri^D7ght

To deserve her lo^Fve every morning and ^G7butterfly kisses I couldn't a^Fsk God for more, man, ^Gthis is what love is I ^G#know I've gotta let her go, but I'll ^Falways remember Every h^Fug in the morning, and ^G7butterfly kisses...