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CHush little baby, don't you Gmcry
You Cknow your mama was born to FdieDm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
The Criver of Jordan is muddy and Gmcold
Well it Cchills the body but not the FsoulDm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
I've Cgot a little book with pages Gmthree
And Cevery page spells liberFty Dm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
CToo late, my brothers
Too late, but never FmindDm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
If Cliving were a thing that money could Gmbuy
Then the Crich would live and the poor would Fdie Dm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
There Cgrows a tree in ParaGmdise
And the Cpilgrims call it the Tree of FLife Dm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
CToo late, my brothers
Too late, but never FmindDm7
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
CAllAm my Dmtrials, Dm7Lord, GsoonG7 be Cover
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