Newsboys

Shine

[INT]

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VERSE 1:
F                                          G/e
Dull as dirt, you can't assert the kind of light that might 
                     Am                 	    Am/g
persuade a strict dictator to retire fire the army, teach the poor
              F                                            G
origami.  The truth is in, the proof is when you hear your heart
                            C
start asking, What's my motivation?

    F                                      G/e
And try as you may, there isn't a way to explain the kind of change 
                   Am                                     Am/g
that would make an eskimo renounce fur, that would make a vegetarian 
                 F                               G
barbecue hamster unless you can trace this about-face to a certain 
sign.

CHORUS:
C                                 F                   
Shine, make em wonder what you've got, make em wish that they
     C                           F 
were not, on the outside looking bored.
C                              F                              C
Shine, let it shine before all men, let em see good works and then,
                   F
let em glorify the lord.

VERSE 2:
F                                              G/e
Out of the shaker and onto the plate, it isn't karma, it sure
                             Am
ain't fate that would make a deadhead sell his van, that would make a
Am/g                                F 
schizophrenic turn in his crayons.  Oprah freaks, and science seeks a
     G                                     C
rationale that shall excuse this strange behavior.

         F                                          G/e
When you let it shine, you will inspire the kind of entire turnaround
                  Am                        Am/g
that would make a bouncer take ballet (even bouncers who aren't happy)
    F                                                       G
but out of the glare, with nowhere to turn, you ain't gonna learn it

on "What's My Line?"

CHORUS

X 0 2 2 1 0

5 3 2 2 X X
3 X X 5 5 5
5 7 7 5 5 5
X X 7 9 10 8
X 12 10 9 10 X
X 12 14 14 13 12
17 15 14 14 X X
X X 17 17 17 17
17 19 19 17 17 17
X X 19 21 22 20
X 24 22 21 22 X

Am/g

X X 5 5 5 0

X X 5 5 5 5
3 0 2 2 1 0
3 X 2 2 1 0
X 10 10 9 10 0

X 3 2 0 1 0

X 3 2 0 1 3
X 3 5 5 5 3
X 3 5 0 5 0
X 3 5 0 5 3
X 3 5 5 5 0
X X 10 0 8 0
X X 10 9 8 0
X X 10 9 8 8
8 10 10 9 8 8
8 10 10 0 8 0
8 X 10 9 8 8
8 X 10 0 8 0
8 X 10 9 8 0

1 3 3 2 1 1

X X 3 2 1 1
1 X 3 2 1 1
X 8 10 10 10 8
X X 15 14 13 13
13 15 15 14 13 13
13 X 15 14 13 13
X 20 22 22 22 20

3 2 0 0 0 3

3 2 0 0 0 X
3 5 5 4 3 3
X X 5 4 3 3
X X 5 7 0 7
X X 5 7 8 7
X 10 9 7 8 7
X 10 9 7 8 X
X 10 12 12 12 10
15 14 12 12 12 15
15 14 12 12 12 X
15 17 17 16 15 15
X X 17 16 15 15
X X 17 19 20 19
X 22 21 19 20 19
X 22 21 19 20 X
X 22 24 24 24 22

G/e

X X 2 0 3 3

0 5 5 0 3 3
0 5 0 4 3 3
0 X 0 0 0 3