I 'been shaking in my boots too long.

Lookin' out babe, how these boots are made, God made them for walking,
You know I couldn't help and stop when I heard, heard those people talking,
The Lord went for these lonely walks, now it won't be long till the hailstorm starts,
I don't wanna be here no more, what am I waiting for.

Lord, Lord, Lord don't let me down,
Lord, Lord, I'm on shaky ground.

Moving right along after the storm the dawn is drawing night,
My heart is breaking my legs are shaking, here comes another night,
The stars will soon be shining bright, got to get my head right,
It might be a long walk, you know I can't stop.

Lord, Lord, Lord don't let me down,
Lord, Lord, I'm on shaky ground.

Now I've walked for miles, feeling sanctified,
I was high when the skies turned blue at night,
I was just a little girl and every time my hair would curl,
Little boy blue he was a prince, he just walked by.

Lord, Lord, Lord don't let me down,
Lord, Lord, I'm on shaky ground.

The needs of many been on my mind,
So much more than the needs of mine,
No Devil will take me off my track,
Been on this road far too long.

Take my mind, soul, body and heart,
Got to come together, let no-one tear us apart,
Take my mind, soul, body and heart,
Got to come together,
You gotta be selfless, selfless.

Climb the highest mountain, fight the razorbone,
The baptism of fire, temptation is strong,
Walking the line in ruins of desire,
Oh Lord help me to see what's gone wrong.

Take my mind, soul, body and heart,
Got to come together, let no-one tear us apart,
Take my mind, soul, body and heart,
Got to come together,
You gotta be selfless,
The Devil won't take me.

All my trials Lord, Soon be over

Verse 1

I had a little book, it was given to me

And on every page, selles Liberty

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Verse 2

If religion was a thing that money could buy

The rich would live, and the poor would die

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Bridge

Too late my brothers, too late

But never mind.

All my trials Lord.

Soon be over

Verse 3

If Malcolm and Martin were living today

They’d look around, what would they say

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Bridge

Too late my brothers too late

But never mind

All my trials Lord Soon be over

All my trials Lord Soon be over

Traditional arranged by

Manuel Galvin & Jean-Jacques Milteau

We keep moving on after the struggles
After the trials
Keep your head up
We keep moving the past is behind you
Keep your eyes on the prize

We keep moving
We keep moving on
Oh oh oh
Keep your head up
Oh Oh ohhh

I won’t give up
I will not stop