All My Trials Lyrics by Nana Mouskouri
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Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama 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

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

I've got a little book that was given to me
And every page spells liberty
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
Hush little baby, don't you cry   You know your mama 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      If religion were a thing that money could buy   The rich would live and the poor would die   All my trials, Lord, soon be over      I've got a little book that was given to me   And every page spells liberty   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