
All My Trials Joan Baez
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[Verse 1]
Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Verse 2]
The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
Well, it chills the body, but not the soul
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Verse 3]
I've got a little book with pages three
And every page spells liberty
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Bridge]
Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
There grows a tree in Paradise
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Verse 2]
The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
Well, it chills the body, but not the soul
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Verse 3]
I've got a little book with pages three
And every page spells liberty
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Bridge]
Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
[Verse 4]
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
[Verse 5]
There grows a tree in Paradise
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
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