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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All My Trials Lyrics as written by Joan C. Baez

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    General CommentBad catchy song alert: never ever listen to this song!
    I love sad sad blues and I love Joan Baez. Still, I hate this song. A tired mother singing a lullaby - grumblingly. "born to die" is a piece of negative thinking if I ever heard one. Pity I can not get this sticky song out of my head.
    vphion September 14, 2009   Link
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    General Comment"If _living_ were a thing that money could buy" is what Joan sings in 1960 LP record, not _religion_. Makes more sense to me, too.
    vphion September 14, 2009   Link

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