Hang your worries on my thin Kentucky frame
Lay your fears on my chest
Place a reach on my careless fingertip
And chase the morning light
We were built for this
We were built for this
Rest your troubles on my unforgiving back
Lift your pain upon my death
Rub your hands with your faith and trust their path
And trace the morning light
We were built for this
We were built for this
Speak with words that you gathered from the ground
Hold a light up to the sky
Give the dove just one more chance to sing
And replace the morning light