Believe (In the Style of Brooks and Dunn) (Karaoke Version)

Believe (In the Style of Brooks and Dunn) (Demo Vocal Version) - ProSource Karaoke

Old man Wrigley lived in that white house

Down the street where I grew up

Momma used to send me over with things

We struck a friendship up

I spent a few long summers

Out on his old porch swing

Said he was in the war when in the navy

Lost his wife lost his baby

Broke down and asked him one time

How ya keep from going crazy

He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while

I asked him what he meant

He looked at me and smiled said

I raise my hands bow my head

I'm finding more and more truth

In the words written in red

They tell me that there's more to life

Than just what I can see oh I believe

A few years later I was off at college

Talkin' to mom on the phone one night

Getting all caught up on the gossip

The in's and out's of the small town life

She said oh by the way son old man Wrigley's died

Later on that night

I laid there thinkin' back

Thought 'bout a couple long-lost summers

I didn't know whether to cry or laugh

If there was ever anybody

Deserved a ticket to the other side

It'd be that sweet old man

Who looked me in the eye said

I raise my hands bow my head

I'm finding more and more truth

In the words written in red

They tell me that there's more to life

Than just what I can see

I can't quote the book

The chapter or the verse

You can't tell me it all ends

In a slow ride in a hearse

You know I'm more and more convinced

The longer that I live

Yeah this can't be

No this can't be

No this can't be all there is

When I raise my hands bow my head

Oh I'm finding more and more truth

In the words written in red

They tell me that there's more to this

Than just what I can see

I believe

Oh I I believe

I believe

Mmm I believe