The Seekers – All My Trials (Guitar)

                            Gm
Hush little baby, don't you cry

    C                          F     C
You know your mama was born to die

   Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over

                                  Gm
I've got a little book with pages three

    C                      F    C
And every page spells liberty

   Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over

                          Gm
There grows a tree in paradise

        C                            F      C
And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life

   Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over

                          Gm
River Jordan is muddy and cold

         C                           F     C
Well, it chills the body but not the soul

   Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over

                                       Gm
If living was a thing that money could buy

         C                                  F     C
Then the rich would live and the poor would die

   Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over

C
Too late, my brothers

                    F
Too late, but never mind

C  Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over

   Am     Dm           G        C
All___ my trials, lord, soon be over