All my Trials - текст песни
All my Trials
I had a little book Was give to me And every page Spoke of liberty
All my trials Will soon be over
There is a tree In paradise The pilgrims call it The tree of life
All my trials Will soon be over
But it's too late, my friend Too late But never mind
All my trials Will soon be over
If religion were a thing That money could buy Then the rich would live And the poor would die
All my trials Will soon be over
All my trials
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