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