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Chorus:
Can the circle be unbroken,
By and by, Lord, bye and bye?
There's a better home a-waiting
In the sky, Lord, in the sky.
I was standing by my window
On one cold and cloudy day;
And I saw the hearse come rolling
For to carry my mother away.
"Undertaker, undertaker,
Undertaker, please drive slow;
For this body you are hauling,
Lord, I hate to see her go"
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.
Went back home, my home was lonesome
Since my mother, she was gone;
All my brothers, sisters crying
What a home so sad and lone.
Now my mother, she's crossed over
Where so many have gone before.
And I know, Lord, I will meet her
Just waiting at glory's door.
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