(:redirect quiet=1:) %abc-2.1 X:1 T:All My Trials Z:Webmaster C:Joan Baez N:All My Trials is based on a Bahamian lullaby that tells the story of a mother on her N:death bed, comforting her children. N:The message – that no matter how bleak the situation seemed, the struggle would N:“soon be over” – propelled the song to the status of an anthem during the civil N:rights movement. N:Folk N:Religious M:4/4 L:1/4

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K:D z A/2A/2 D/2D/2E/2E/2 | F G A/2A/2 B | (=c4 | ^c3) c | w:Oh - Hush - lit-tle ba-by, don't - you cry - You d A (A2 | A) A/2A/2 A A | (B4 | G4) | w:know your ma-ma was born - to die - (F4 | F3) F | F/2 E (E/2 (E2) | E4) | w:All - my tri-als, Lord - - (E4 | E3) F | E/2 D/2 D3 | z d d A | w:soon - be o - ver - Too late my d/2(d/2 e2) | z A A B | A/2 D/2 (G (G2) | G4) | w:brothers - - Too late, but ne-ver mind - (F4 | F3) F | F/2 E E/2 (E2 | E4) | w:All - my tri - als Lord (E4 | E3) F | E/2(D/2 (D3) | D3) z || w:Soon - be o - ver - W:1 W:Hush, little baby, don't you cry W:You know your mama was born to die W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over W: W:2 W:River of Jordan is muddy and cold W:Well, it chills the body, but not the soul W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over W: W:3 W:I've got a little book with pages three W:And every page spells, "Liberty" W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over W: W:ch W:Too late, my brothers W:Too late, but never mind W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over W: W:4 W:If living were a thing that money could buy W:You know the rich would live and the poor would die W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over W: W:5 W:There grows a tree in Paradise W:And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over W: W:ch W:Too late, my brothers W:Too late, but never mind W:All my trials, Lord, soon be over % % % % % % % % %]