| 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 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 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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| Lord, I told that undertaker
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| Undertaker please drive slow
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| For this body you’re haulin'
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| Lord, I hate to see here 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 awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| Oh, 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 that 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 awaiting
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| In the sky Lord, in the sky
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| I went back home Lord, my home was lonesome
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| Searched my mother, she was gone
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| All of my brothers, sisters crying
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| What a home, so sad and lone
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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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| In the sky Lord, in the sky |