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Hush baby, don't you cry
You know mama was born to die
All my trials Lord, soon be

of Jordan is muddy and cold
Well it chills the but not the soul
All my trials Lord, soon be

I've got a little book pages three
And every spells liberty
All my trials Lord, be over

Too late my
Too late but never
All my Lord, soon be over

If living were a thing money could buy
You know the rich would live and the would die
All my trials Lord, be over

There a tree in Paradise
And the pilgrims it the Tree of Life
All my trials Lord, soon be

Too my brothers
Too late but mind
All my trials Lord, soon be
All my trials Lord, be over