The Seekers

The Seekers - All My Trials songtekst

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Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama was born to die
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

There grows a tree in paradise
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life
All my trials, Lord, soon be over

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

If living was a thing that money could buy
Then 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
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
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Publisher: Astor Records (2)

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Uitgegeven in: 1963

Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Complete (1995)

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