Built 4 It

That day on my hands

And it ain't funny, I can't understand

Why you lay there

With no hope for goodbyes

I made a lot of money, but I don't tell you I cry

If there's anything that I can say

If there's anything that I could do

If there's anything little darling

That could make you love me

Yes I guess sometimes the world

Don't give you enough of that

But I swear, I'll give love

Guet up every mornin'

And I swear it's not the same

No early warning, there's no one to blame

Meanwhile there is a woman, with Crazy Horse's eyes

Oh, you can't make nothin' out of simple goodbyes

Made a lot of muscle, fair-haired goodbyes

And it took a hustle to get me on the road

But ain't no early warning, to hang my gratitude

Take out the muscle and win the solid shoes