To Believe

     C   ->  G
     G   ->  D
     F   ->  C
     Fm  ->  Cm
     Am  ->  Em

Capo on 6th fret

Intro: C G X2


C                             G
I got a check from God today, hiding
 in a stack of bills,
C                                 
Addressed from a long lost friend 
       F
that I helped out years ago

C                                 
It couldn’t come at a better time,
       G
 I was running short on cash and 
faith
C                                 
The note said you probably didn’t 
                      F
want this back, but I send it anyway
F
Some might call that a lucky day

      C
But I believe in things that I can’t
 see,
        F
Like there’s more than me taking 
care of me
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    Fm                         C
And when I’m by myself I’m not alone
    C                              
And all my wrapped little plans are 
F
held tight by bigger hands,
  Fm                   C          
So when I’m standing in between, 
     G                 Am
all is right and all is lost
        G        F                
It don’t cost me anything to 
  C     G
believe

C                                
First I cried and then I laughed 
G
like I’ve done a thousand times
C                                 
And I was looking for direction 
     F
when I ran into to the sign
F
That opens up my eyes

     C
But I believe in things that I can’t
 see,
        F
Like there’s more than me taking 
care of me
    Fm                         C
And when I’m by myself I’m not alone
    C                              
And all my wrapped little plans are 
F
held tight by bigger hands,
  Fm                   C          
So when I’m standing in between, 
     G                 Am
all is right and all is lost
        G        F
It don’t cost me anything to believe


         Am        G            F
It’s not accident, happenstance, 
random
Am                    G     
‘Cause I believe that miracles 
   F
happen
          C                   
Because I got a check from God 
       G
today, hiding in a stack of bills,
C                                 
Addressed from a long lost friend, 
F
God’s funny that way

     C
But I believe in things that I can’t
 see,
       F
Like there’s more than me taking 
care of me
   Fm                          C
And when I’m by myself I’m not alone
    C                              
And all my wrapped little plans are
Fm
 held thigh by bigger hands,
   F                   C          
So when I’m standing in between, 
      G                Am
all is right and all is lost
         G      F
It don’t cost me anything to 
believe,
         G      F           C    
It don’t cost me anything to 
    G   C   F
believe