| I was standing by my window
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| On a cold and cloudy day
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| When i saw the hearse come rollin'
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| For to take my mother away
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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 a-waitin'
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| I told the undertaker
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| «undertaker, please drive slow
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| For this body you are haulin'
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| Lord, i hate to see her go.»
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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 a-waitin'
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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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| 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 a-waitin'
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| I went back home, my home was lonesome
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| Missed my mother she was gone
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| All my brothers and sisters 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 a-waitin'
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| We sang the songs of childhood
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| Hymns of faith that made us strong
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| Ones that our mother had taught us
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| Hear the angels sing along
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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 a-waitin'
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky |