SHINE

Shine, on me
Shine, please
Shine, on me
Shine, please

What your thinking
I’ll find the strength for
What your giving
I’ll take like an angel

Just shine, on me
Shine, please

Shine, on me

Where your going
I want to be there
What’s your story
Are you going alone

Just Shine, on me

Bridge:
On the square of the light on the floor
They are bathing and everything is sweet
The panics breaking, I see her rise
The world is shaking, but she is kind

Shine, on me

Oohs

Hidden Track: Poor Old Charlie

Charlie Barton grew up
west of the Missouri
always in a hurry
to live his life well

he started riding horses
before he could be broken
an Assiniboine had spoken
said charlie had a gift

he liked to travel lonely
so he could watch the wind blow
or see the western sky glow
while riding through the plains

chorus
poor old charlie
they dug an inch to shaller
and everyday
you can still hear him holler
bury me deeper
i can still feel the rain

he met a little filley
got himself a trailer
never felt a failure
although he couldn’t give her kids

pulled her from the brush fire
that put them back to zero
to us he was a hero
although she died that night

CHORUS

as children we would meet him
fishing poles in hand
to us he was an old man
although he played us to the bone

he’d make lassos from the wheatgrass
so we could rope the gophers
while trottin to our mothers
wavin charlie home