Believe — Beginner Piano Tutorial

Old man Wrig ley lived in that white house down the street where I grew up. Ma ma used to send me o ver with things. We struck a friend ship up. We spent a few long sum mers out on his old porch swing. Old man Wrig ley lived in that white house down the street where I grew up. Ma ma used to send me o ver with things. We struck a friend ship up. We spent a few long sum mers out on his old porch swing. I asked him what he meant, he looked at (Esus)me and smiled, ’said, “I raise my (A)hands, bow my (Esus)head. I’m (D)find ing more and more truth in the words writ ten in red. They (Bm7)tell me that there’s more to life than (D)just what I can see. Oh, (E)I be (A)lieve.” Mmm… I can’t quote the book, the (F)chap ter or the verse; you (A)can’t tell me it all ends in a slow ride in a hearse. You (Dmaj9)know, I’m more and more con vinced the (A)long er that I live, yeah, this can’t be, no, this can’t be, no, this can’t be all there is. Lord, (E)I raise my (A)hands, bow my (E)head, whoa, I’m (D)find ing more and more truth in the words writ ten in red. They (Bm7)tell me that there’s more to this than (Dmaj9)just what I can see. Be lieve, whoa, I, I be lieve, I be lieve. I be lieve.