| I was standing by the window
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| On one cold and cloudy day
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| When I saw the hearse come rolling
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| For to take my Mother away
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by, Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Hey, Undertaker, hey, Undertaker
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| Undertaker, please drive slow
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| For that body you are holding
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| Lord, I hate, I hate to see her go
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by, Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| I went back home
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| My home was lonesome
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| Missed my mother, she was gone
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| All my brothers, sister crying
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| In our home so sad and alone
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| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by, Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Well, I followed close behind her
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| Tried to hold up and be brave
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| But I could not hide my sorrow
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| When they laid her in the grave
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by, Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By and by, Lord, by and by
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| There’s a better home awaiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky |