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All My Trials - Nick Drake

"I had a little book Was giveN to me And every page Spoke of liberty All my trials LORD .... soon be over There is a tree In paradise AND The pilgrims call it The tree of life All my trials LORD .... soon"

All my trials - Pete Seeger

"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,"

All My Trails - Joan Baez

"Hush little baby, don't you cry, You know your mother was born to die All my trials, Lord, soon be over Too late my brothers, too late But never mind All my trials, Lord soon be over The river of Jordan"

My Lord What A Morning - Joan Baez

"Black Spiritual, United States, 18th or 19th Century My Lord, what a morning! My Lord, what a morning! Oh, my Lord, what a morning when the stars begin to fall. Oh, you will hear the trumpet sound to"

Joanie - Conway Twitty

"Joanie was the girl who lived next door I've known her I guess ten years or more Joanie wrote me a note one day And this is what she had to say....... Jimmy please say you'll wait for me I'll grow up"

Trials & Troubles - Old Crow Medicine Show

"Down the track this morning she did stroll In an accident her foot got caught in a hole I'm going to tell you the truth Die for a touch of that cold hand I'd be crying every time the Southern makes it's"

Trials & Tribulations - Lupe Fiasco

"Yeah, F-N-F up, Through all the trails and the tribulations and the storms...yeah! We still here. You know what i'm saying? (gemini) Lupe! Fresh from the reigns of the police , this has been brought to"

Security Joan - Donald Fagen

"Well I guess I needed a miracle If I was gonna make my flight I had to get to gate C13 And it was still way out of sight Something in my carry on bag Tipped off the x-ray machine 'Cause then an angel straight"

Joan - Heather Dale

"I am as God made me, I have no desire, For a mouth at my breast or a pot on the fire, I heed the higher voices; I go where I'm sent, To mow down the men who refuse to repent, I'm a scythe, in a field full"

Joan - Lene Lovich

"Joan are you listening to my voice? You can't escape - you have no choice. It's just as real as anything said outside your head. The voice inside you bites your mind. You can't ignore the words this time. It's"

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