All My Trials - Ray Stevens

Hush, little baby, don’t you cry

You know your mama was born to die

All my trials, Lord, soon be over

The river Jordan is muddy and cold

It chills the body but not the soul

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, they will soon be over

Too late, my brothers

Too late but never mind

All my trials, Lord

They’re gonna soon, soon be over

All my trials, Lord

They’re gonna soon, they’re gonna soon be over