Karaokê Believe (with Jelly Roll) - Brooks & Dunn

Esta música é uma versão de Believe (with Jelly Roll), popularizada por Brooks & Dunn

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 64 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: Lá

Duração: 04:56 - Visualizar: 02:34

Ano de lançamento: 2024
Estilos: Country, Música espiritual, Em inglês
Autor Original: Ronnie Gene Dunn, Craig Wiseman

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Letra Believe (with Jelly Roll)

Old man Wrigley lived in that white house
Down the street where I grew up
Mama used to send me over with things
We struck a friendship up
I spent a few long summers out on his old porch swing
He said he was in the war when in the navy
Lost his wife and lost his baby
I broke down and asked him one time
I said
How ya keep from goin' 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
And said I raise my hands
I bow my head
I'm findin' 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
Oh oh
Few years later I was off at college
Talkin' to mom on the phone one night
Phone one night
Gettin' all caught-up on the gossip
The ins and outs of the small-town life
Said Oh by the way son
Old man Wrigley died
Later on that night
I laid there thinkin' back
Hmm mmh mmh
Thought about 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
Other side
It'd be that sweet old man who looked me in the eye
He said I raise my hands
Raise my hands
Bow my head
Bow my head
I'm findin' 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 good book
Don't know the chapter or the verse
You can't tell me this all ends in a slow ride in a hearse
You know I'm more and more convinced the longer that I live
This can't be
No this can't be
No this can't be
This can't be
This can't be all there is
Ho
I raise my hands
I raise my hands
I bow my head
Bow my head
I'm findin' more and more truth
I'm findin' more truth in the words written in red
Words written in red
Tell me that there's more to life
There's more to life
Ho oh I believe than just what I can see
I believe
Oh I
Ho I believe
Hmm mmh mmh hmm
I believe
Oh oh
I believe
Oh I believe
Oh I believe
I believe
Ho I believe

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