Tekst piosenki
Hush little baby don't you cry, You know your mother's bound to die. Chorus Too late, my brothers, Too late, but never mind. All my trial, Lord, soon be over. If religion was a thing that money could buy, The rich would live and the poor would die. I had a little Book was given to me, And every leaf spelled, Victory. Well, the hardest tree in Paradise, Don't you know, it's the Tree of Life?
