All My Trails Lyrics - Joan Baez

Hush little baby, don't you cry 

You know your mama was born to die 

All my trials Lord, soon be over 

River of Jordan is muddy and cold 

Well it chills the body but not 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 

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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 

And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life 

All my trials Lord, soon be over 

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Too late my brothers 

Too late but never mind 

All my trials Lord, soon be over 

All my trials Lord, soon be over