| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By, by, Lord, by, by
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| There’s a better home a-waiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| I was standing by my window
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| On one cold and cloudy day
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| When I saw that hearse come rolling
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| For to carry my mother away
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| Will the circle be unbroken
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| By, by, Lord, by, by
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| There’s a better home a-waiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Oh, by the house, my home was lonesome
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| For my mother, she was gone
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| All my brothers and sisters crying
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| For the home so sad and lone
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By, by, Lord, by, by
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| There’s a better home a-waiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky
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| Undertaker, o, undertaker
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| Undertaker would you please, please drive slow
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| For the body that you are carrying
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| Oh, I hate to see here go
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| Oh, will the circle be unbroken
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| By, by, Lord, by, by
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| There’s a better home a-waiting
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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, by, Lord, by, by
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| There’s a better home a-waiting
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| In the sky, Lord, in the sky |