Believe

G Old man Wrigley lived in that white house, D/F# Down the street where I grew up. Em Momma used to send me over with things G G7 We struck a friendship up. C D G I spent a few long summers, out on his old porch swing. G Says he was in the war went in the Navy. D/F# Lost his wife lost his baby. Em Broke down and asked him one time G G7 How ya keep from going cra-zy C He said I'll see my wife and son in just a little while G I asked him what he meant D He looked at me and smiled G said I raise my hands. D/F# Bow my head C I'm finding more and more truth C In the words written in red Am Em7 They tell me that there's more to life C D Than just what I can see G D Oh I believe, mmm-mmm G Few years later I was off at college D/F# Talkin' to mom on the phone one night Em Getting all caught up on the gossip G G7 The ins and outs of the small town life C She said oh by the way, son D Old man Wrigley has died G Later on that night D/F# I laid there thinkin' back Em Thought 'bout couple long-lost summers G G7 I didn't know whether to cry or laugh C If there was ever anybody C Deserved a ticket to the other side G I'd be that sweet old man D Who looked me in the eye G said I raise my hands. D/F# Bow my head C I'm finding more and more truth C In the words written in red Am Em7 They tell me that there's more to life C D Than just what I can see Em I can't quote the book B7 The chapter or the verse D6 You can't tell me it all ends A7 In a slow ride in a hearse Am Em7 You know I'm more and more convinced C The longer that I live Am This can't be Em7 No this can't be C D No this can't be all there is. G Lord I raise my hands. D/F# Bow my head C and I'm finding more and more truth C In the words written in red Am Em7 They tell me that there's more to this C D Than just what I can see Em A7 I believe - oh I... G F I believe (I be- lieve)