Bon Jovi - Story of love

F^Cathers love daughters like mothers love sons They've been wr^Amiting our story before there was one From the d^Dmay you arrive, 'til you walk, 'til you run There is no^Fthing but pride, there is nothing but love

They can o^Cffer advice that you don't wanna hear Words that ^Amcut like a knife and still ring in your ear You th^Dmink of them ignorant, they think of you arrogant If y^Fou need evidence, who gave you conf^Gidence?

A s^Cnap of the finger, and you're not a child But you're s^Amtill holding on as you walk down the aisle When they gi^Dmve you away to hear someone else say That s^Fomeone will love you 'til their dying day

^AmLa-da-did-di^Dm-dy ^GLa-da-did-di-daaaaiiiiy

^CFathers love daughters like mothers love sons They've been wr^Amiting our story before there was one From the day you ^Dmarrive, 'til you walk, 'til you run There is not^Fhing but pride, there is nothing but lov^Ce ^{C/B Am} And^F that's the s^Gtory of lo^Cve

Y^Cou can choose to remember or choose to forget If they to^Amok you to school or they tucked you in bed You can ^Dmsay it don't matter, you won't do the same You'd th^Fink no one noticed when you looked away

F^Cathers love daughters like mothers love sons They've been wr^Amiting our story before there was one From the d^Dmay you arrive, 'til you walk, 'til you run There is no^Fthing but pride, there is nothing but love

N^Cow they're getting older and you ain't so young So you ta^Amke care of them like your daughters and sons You can a^Dmsk for forgiveness, they could ask for the same Fo^Frget all the anguish, the heartache, the p^Gain Wh^Cerever you go or wherever you've been It's th^Amem that is with you, and that's you that's with them F^Dmathers and daughters and mothers and sons As ^Fone story ends, another's beg^Gun

^AmLa-da-did-di^Dm-dy ^GLa-da-did-di-daaaaiiiiy

^COh, fathers love daughters like mothers love sons They've been wr^Amiting our story before there was one From the ^Dmday you arrive, 'til you walk, 'til you run There is no^Fthing but pride, there is nothing but love From h^Dmello to goodbye, th^Gat's the story of love

^FThat's the st^Gory of lov^Ce