All My Trials Lyrics

Lyrics by Joan Baez

Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
It chills the body but not the soul
All my trials, Lord, soon be over

I once had a book that was given to me
And every page spells liberty
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
But it's too late my friends
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over

There is a tree in Paradise
And the pilgrims 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 overAll my trials, Lord, soon be over

If living were a thing that money could buy
Then the rich would live and the poor would die
All my trials, Lord, soon over

But it's too late my friends
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
All my trials, Lord, soon be over