All My Trials
Joan Baez
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Hush little baby, don't you cry, You know your mother was born to die All my trials, Lord, soon be over Too late my brothers, too late But never mind All my trials, Lord soon be over The river of Jordan is chilly and cold It chills the body but it warms the soul, All my trials, Lord soon be over I've got a little book with pages three, And every page spells liberty, All my trials Lord, soon be over Too late my brothers, too late But never mind All my trials, Lord soon be over If living were a thing that money could buy, You know the rich would live And the poor would die, All my trials Lord, soon be over There grows a tree in Paradise, The Christians call it the tree of life, All my trials Lord, soon be over Too late my brothers, too late But never mind All my trials, Lord soon be over
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Written by: JOAN C. BAEZ
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