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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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