All My Trials

Hush little baby, don't you cry,

You know your daddy was born to die,

All my trials, Lord, soon be over.

I had a little book was given to me,

And ev'ry page spelled Liberty,

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.

Too late my brothers, too late, but never mind,

All my trials, Lord, soon be over.