Verse 1: 
G                                                         A/F# 
Dull as dirt you can’t assert the kind of light that might persuade a 
           Bm/A                             Bm 
Strict dictator to retire fire the army teach the poor origami 
           G                                                            A 
The truth is in the proof is when you hear your heart start askin’ 
                       D 
What’s my motivation 
        G                                  
And try as you may there isn’t a way to 
        A/F#                                                         Bm/A 
Explain the kind of change that would make an eskimo renounce fur that 
                        Bm 
Would make a vegetarian barbecue hamster 
  G                                           A 
‘Less you can trace this about-face to a certain sign 
 
Chorus: 
   D                                                     G 
Shine make ‘em wonder what you’ve got 
                                               D/Bm                                  G 
Make ‘em wish that they were not on the outside lookin’ bored 
   D                                       G 
Shine let it shine before all men 
                                          D/Bm                               G 
Let ‘em see good works and then let ‘em glorify the Lord 
 
Verse 2: 
G                                                                  A/F# 
Out of the shaker and onto the plate it isn’t karma it sure ain’t fate 
                                   Bm/A                              
That would make a deadhead sell his van that would make a 
     Bm 
Schizophrenic turn in His crayons 
G                                                   A 
Oprah freaks and science seeks a rational that shall 
                                   D 
Excuse this strange behavior 
                G  
When you let it shine you will inspire the 
            A/F#                                                    Bm/A 
Kind of entire turn around the would make a bouncer take ballet 
             Bm 
(Even bouncers who aren’t.. happy) 
        G 
But out of the glare with nowhere to turn 
                           A 
You ain’t gonna learn it on what’s my line 
 
Repeat Chorus 
Interlude 
(I’m gonna let it shine x4) 
Shine,   Shine, 
Repeat Chorus