sung by Ray Stevens
Hush little baby, don't you cry
You know your mama was born to die
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
The river of Jordan is muddy and cold
Well it chills the boddy but not the soul
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
Too late, my brothers
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
If living were 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 brother
Too late, but never mind
All my trials, Lord, soon be over
All my trials, Lord, soon be over