Hang your worries on my thin Kentucky frame Lay your fears on my chest Place a wish on my calloused fingertip And chase the morning light
We were built for this We were built for this
Rest your troubles on my young, forgiving back Lift your pain upon my deck 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 we gather from the ground Hold a light up to the sky Give the dove just one more chance to sing And replace the morning lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
