[ Предположительная тональность: C ] Capo I C F 4x C Gm Hush little baby, don't you cry C F Dm7 You know your mama was born to die C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Gm The river of Jordan is muddy and cold C F Dm7 Well it chills the body but not the soul C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Gm I've got a little book with pages three C F Dm7 And every page spells liberty C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Too late, my brothers F Dm7 Too late, but never mind C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Gm If living were a thing that money could buy C F Dm7 Then the rich would live and the poor would die C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Gm There grows a tree in Paradise C F Dm7 And the pilgrims call it the Tree of Life C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Too late, my brothers F Dm7 Too late, but never mind C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over C Am Dm Dm7 G G7 C All my trials, Lord, soon be over Set8