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