I was standing by the window,
On a cold and cloudy day,
When I saw the hearse come rolling,
For to carry my mother away.

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Will 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.

Lord, I told that undertaker,
"Undertaker, please drive slow.
For this body that you're hauling,
Lord, I hate to see her go."

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Well 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.

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Went back home, Lord, my home was lonesome,
Since my mother, she was gone;
All my brothers, sisters crying,
What a home so sad and lone.

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Now my mother, she's crossed over
Where so many have gone before.
And I know, Lord, I will meet her,
Just a-waitin' at glory's door.

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