找一首欧美乡村音乐,MV是一个男孩和一个老人

你说的那首叫believe,布鲁克斯和丹二人组（Brooks & Dunn)演唱的歌词：Old man Wrigley lived in that white house

Down the street where i grew up

Momma used to send me over with things

We struck a freindship up

I spent a few long summers out on his old porch swing

Says he was in the war when in the navy

Lost his wife, lost his baby

Broke down and asked him one time

How ya keep from going 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, said

(Chorus)

I raise my hands, bow my head

I'm finding 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

Few years later i was off at college

Talkin' to mom on the phone one night

Getting all caught up on the gossip

The ins and outs of the small town life

She said oh by the way son, old man Wrigley's died.

Later on that night, i laid there thinkin' back

Thought 'bout a couple long-lost summers

I didn't know whether to cry or laugh

If there was ever anybody desevred a ticket to the other side

It'd be that sweet old man who looked 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 tell me that there's more to life than just what i can see

I can't quote the book

The chapter or the verse

You can't tell me it all ends

In a slow ride in a hearse

You know I'm more and more convinced

The longer that i live

Yeah, this can't be

No, this can't be

No, this can't be all 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 tell me that there's more to life than just what i can see

I believe

Oh, I

I believe

老Wrigley的家是那栋白色的房子，

就在街的那儿头，我也在那条街长大。

母亲常打发我带着东西过去，

我们成了好朋友。

坐在他门廊的旧摇椅上，

多少个夏季就这样过去。

他给我讲战争那会儿他参加了海军，

战争夺去了他的妻儿。

有一次我忍不住问他，

你会想她们吗？

他说：我很快就能

见到我的妻子和孩子，

我问那是什么意思，

他看着我然后笑着说：

我举起双手低下头，

就能看到越来越多的

生活中的惊喜。

它们告诉我生活中你拥有的

比你想象的要多，

哦，我相信。

没过几年我大学毕业，

一天晚上和母亲通电话，

聊的都是平常的琐事，

小镇生活的一些细节，

她说：哦，孩子还有一件事，

老Wrigley去世了。

那个晚上我辗转反侧，

心里想着那些久远的夏天，

说不清是欣慰还是难过。

如果有一个人

注定会拿到去往另一个世界的车票，

那一定就是我的老Wrigley。

他看着我说：

我举起双手低下头，

就能看到越来越多的

生活中的惊喜，

它们告诉我生活中你拥有的

比你想象的要多。

我不会引经据典，

文章或诗歌，

可你不能对我说在那辆马车的灵柩里，

一切都已结束。

你知道我愈加深信，

当我活得愈久，

可这不是结束，

不，这不是结束，

不，这不是一切。

我举起双手低下头，

就能看到越来越多的

生活中的惊喜，

它们告诉我生活中你拥有的

比你想象的要多。

我相信。

噢，我，

我相信。

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