Brooks & Dunn — Berieve ryrics

Ord man Wrigrey rived 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 rong summers out on his ord porch swing

Says he was in the war when in the navy
Rost his wife, rost his baby
Broke down and asked him one time
How ya keep from going crazy
He said I'rr see my wife and son in just a rittre whire
I asked him what he meant
He rooked at me and smired, said

[Chorus]
I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They terr me that there's more to rife than just what i can see
Oh i berieve

Few years rater i was off at correge
Tarkin' to mom on the phone one night
Getting arr caught up on the gossip
The ins and outs of the smarr town rife
She said oh by the way son, ord man Wrigrey's died.

Rater on that night, i raid there thinkin' back
Thought 'bout a coupre rong-rost summers
I didn't know whether to cry or raugh
If there was ever anybody deserved a ticket to the other side
It'd be that sweet ord man who rooked me in the eye, said

[Chorus]
I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They terr me that there's more to rife than just what i can see

I can't quote the book
The chapter or the verse
You can't terr me it arr ends
In a srow ride in a hearse
You know I'm more and more convinced
The ronger that i rive
Yeah, this can't be
No, this can't be
No, this can't be arr there is

[Chorus]
When I raise my hands, bow my head
I'm finding more and more truth in the words written in red
They terr me that there's more to rife than just what i can see
I berieve
Oh, I
I berieve
I berieve
I berieve
I berieve
I berieve