Verse:
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Old man Wrigley lived in that white house, 
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Down the street where I grew up. 
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Momma used to send me over with things 
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We struck a friendship up. 
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I spent a few long summers,   out on his old porch swing. 
 A
Says he was in the war went in the Navy. 
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Lost his wife lost his baby. 
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Broke down and asked him one time 
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How ya keep from going cra-zy
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He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while
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I asked him what he meant 
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He looked at me and smiled

Chorus:
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said I raise my hands. 
        E  
Bow my head 
     D
I'm finding more and more truth 
       D
In the words written in red 
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They tell me that there's more to life 
      D                E
Than just what I can see 
          A                 E
Oh I believe,   mmm-mmm
Verse:
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Few years later I was off at college
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Talkin' to mom on the phone one night
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Getting all caught up on the gossip
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The ins and outs of the small town life
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She said oh by the way, son
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    Old man Wrigley has died
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Later on that night
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I laid there thinkin' back
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Thought 'bout couple long-lost summers
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    I didn't know whether to cry or laugh
 D
If there was ever anybody
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Deserved a ticket to the other side
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I'd be that sweet old man
 E
Who looked me in the eye
Chorus:
                 A
said I raise my hands. 
        E  
Bow my head 
     D
I'm finding more and more truth 
       D
In the words written in red 
       Bm                   Gbm7
They tell me that there's more to life 
      D                E
Than just what I can see
Bridge:
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I can't quote the book 
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The chapter or the Verse 
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You can't tell me it all ends 
      B7
In a slow ride in a hearse 
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You know I'm more and more convinced 
     D
The longer that I live 
      Bm
This can't be 
          Gbm7
No this can't be 
          D                  E
No this can't be all there is.

Chorus:
                 A
Lord I raise my hands. 
        E  
Bow my head 
         D
and I'm finding more and more truth 
       D
In the words written in red 
       Bm                   Gbm7
They tell me that there's more to this 
      D                E
Than just what I can see 
      Gbm      B7
I believe - oh I...

Outro:
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I believe  (I be- lieve)      Este arranjo é a interpretação própria de quem contribuiu, compartilhada para estudo privado, educação e uso não comercial. A música, a letra e a composição de base continuam sendo propriedade dos respectivos detentores de direitos autorais. Para pedir a remoção, veja Declaração Legal.