All My Trials taby ukulele według Joan Baez

Intro: G C G C

G                           Dm
Hush little baby, don't you cry
    G              Bm            C  Cm
You know your mama   was born to die
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over

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The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
        G               Bm             C  Cm
Well it chills the body    but not the soul
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over

G                                 Dm
I've got a little book with pages three
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And every page  spells liber-ty
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over

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Too late, my brothers
Bm                    C  Am7
  Too late, but never mind
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over

G                                       Dm
If living were a thing that money could buy
         G              Bm                   C Cm
Then the rich would live  and the poor would die
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over

G                          Dm
There grows a tree in Para-dise
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And the pilgrims call it  the Tree of Life
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over

G                    
Too late, my brothers
Bm                  C  Am7
Too late, but never mind
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over
G   Em    Am           Am7 D   D7     G
A---ll my trials, Lord,    soo-oon be over