All my trials by Ray Stevens

Hush, little baby
Don't you cry

You know your mamma
was born to die

All my trials, Lord
(will) soon be over

The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
It chills the body, but not the soul

All my trials, Lord, All my trials, Lord
(will) soon be over, (will) soon be over,

Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind

All my trials, Lord
(will) soon be over

Guitar solo

If religion were a thing that money could buy
You know, the rich would live and the poor would die

All my trials, Lord
(will) soon be over

Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind

All my trials, Lord
(will) soon be over

All my trials, Lord
There come a song
soon be over