[Strophe]
G                 Dm   G 
I've been throwing horseshoes 
C            D 
Over my left shoulder 
C               G 
I've spent most all my life 
A                  D 
Searching for that four-leafed clover 
G           Dm   G 
Yet you run with me, 
C          D 
Chasing my rainbows 
C       G 
Honey I love you, too 
D                       G 
And that's the way love goes 
[Strophe]
G                    Dm   G 
That's the way love goes, babe 
C                D 
That's the music God made 
C                G 
For all the world to sing 
A                  D 
It's never old; it grows 
G               Dm  G 
Losing makes me sorry 
C                    D 
You say, "Honey, now don't worry." 
C                 G 
Don't you know, I love you, too 
D                       G 
And that's the way love goes