Hard trials

Oh the foxes have holes in the ground
And the birds have their nests in the air,
And everything has a hiding place,
But us poor sinners ain’t got nowhere

Now ain’t them hard trials, Great tribulations, hard trials
I’m about to leave this land

2 You may go this away, you may go that away
You may go from door to door
But if you haven’t got the good Lord in your heart
The Devil will get you sure

3 Christian, Christian, that’s my name
Christian till I die
I was baptized on the Christian side
And a Christian I will die