Will the circle be unbroken
By and by, Lord, by and by
There’s a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky
I was standing by the window,
One dark and cloudy day
When I saw that hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away
Well I told the undertaker
Undertaker please drive slow
For this body you are haling
Lord, I hate to see her go
Well I followed close behind her
Tried to hold up and be brave
But I could not hide my sorrow
When they laid her in the grave
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