All My Trials

C It's late my brother F Fm It's late, but never mind C Em Am Dm7 G G7 C All --, all my trials Lord soon will be over. C Bb If livin? was a thing that money could buy C Em F Fm The rich would live and the poor would die C Em Am Dm7 G G7 C All ? all my trials Lord, soon be over I had a little book, it was given to me And each new page spelled liberty All ? all my trials Lord, soon be over Think you people, don?t you cry My Lord, condemned not, nor do I. All ? all my trials Lord soon be over. See the land cross the see And the people crying come set us free. All ? all my trials Lord, soon be over.